There's this club and it promises to be open late...
Where the Holy is to be found in the unlikeliest place...
Fire and energy, the Thai heart aflame...
A bold statement, a cough of music...
For a second, solid, simple, but without nuance or individuality before it returns to the ripples from whence it came...
The article left behind, boldness is for other words, and back to sound waves it goes...
And another makes three, watery green, we're choking on it...
Americana, what is under your veneer?
Life is glamor, please believe me...
Things are rough all over, like rotting planks in the wind...
Where the Holy is to be found in the unlikeliest place...
Fire and energy, the Thai heart aflame...
A bold statement, a cough of music...
For a second, solid, simple, but without nuance or individuality before it returns to the ripples from whence it came...
The article left behind, boldness is for other words, and back to sound waves it goes...
And another makes three, watery green, we're choking on it...
Americana, what is under your veneer?
Life is glamor, please believe me...
Things are rough all over, like rotting planks in the wind...
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