#38 – the last act


Watching the phonograph spin
she resembles a mastermind
If this is a game you play to win
Then, i’m in quite the bind

Did you hear that?
She bursts out suddenly
It can’t be recreated,
I’ll tell you with a fact
And it wasn’t until suddenly

This world is turning in and around
And we’re going to be dancing
When the shit finally goes down
Smoke in the air
hand in hand

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