Album Cover From The Desk Of B. Larsen

From The Desk Of B. Larsen

Spitalfield

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We drove through the night

Listening to Pavement on the stereo

And wondering to ourselves

Will we see the sun rise before the drugs wear off

Cross so many borders that cease to exist

And at this hour all fears and reservations

Escape through open windows into the southern skies

And we're getting good

At passing out in motion

And our wandering hearts numb our blistered fingers

And our burning throats

Tomorrow is the same;

It's just another repeat of today

The smile and the wave

Can we stay above the surface without feeling blase

Can we climb that stage again

To entertain the ghosts maybe ourselves

And then pass out

Our blood has mixed and we are one

And we will get through this