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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.