But it’s got that refain.We’ve got to run, love.But.Beat to beat.Repeat. That record skip smile,those interstellar gazes,that tilted lilt eating its way through memories. and those flood-waters are comin’that levy’s cracked through and through,and storms drip rivulets down car windows,tires kicking up mist in the river-swells… the swell,the swell,the want to want to want… and …
