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all the bad men are crickets now

 


still howling all night
 


and the sun goes down

 


and the bad boys are birds

 

they V in synchronization over undertows

 


and over wide truck crimson clay roads

 


doomed to tire and roam

 


on foot til they’re feet cry out

 


runnin at rocks

 


and pickin at old bones


and if you were the water


and the one that let the lakes dry

 


knowing alone you exist dont change it

 


weather you know what you are

 


dont change it for me

 


you are the water if you are, if you’re the air you keep me
weather you and i alone know or not.