Who decides when it’s done?
A chorus of mice comes close this December
And darkness ain’t falling anywhere.
Did Moderna give you weird dreams or just more memory?
Tomatoes are a fruit and potatoes, a root vegetable.
I still want to do well in this life to come back a drummer in the next.
Busy Earnin’ on my year-end mix for year-end drives to Western Mass and back.
Don’t break it; don’t buy it; don’t ship them; this isn’t 2015.
What do you want me to tell you?
Who’s story do you want me to tell?
There’ll be peaches and oranges, cherries, and fires.
Some keep count to make it through others to enjoy the ride.
The everyday miracle of time travel, my friends.
My friends, my friends, everyone’s alone sometime.
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