Stop / park the car
know what to expect
the big gig in the sky
fiddle the amp
fix the fold-back
test 1-2-3
now breath
stay cool
no need to fiddle
all around
the noise let loose
the signs are good
regular
no humdinger
the trick's no mastery
ready ahem ahem
bring it closer
at your own peril
move away the same
nobody really gets this tiny
tiny tiny little fact hey
so lights go down
that hollow rush
we've come so far breath again
it's just a shot away
there's no way
not to stay
take it in
beg pray defend but pay attention
all at the exact same time...
sirens call everything crashes
look no hands
effortlessly now
someone else
is listening
was that it?
you sang
to me
image: Nautilus / watercolor pencil paper / JMS
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