Random stream of unedited words that may eventually be a song (aka oh god I’m writing again this can’t be a good sign help). :
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I’ve lived long enough now
to Be let down by heros
I’ve seen enough now to know
I don’t know where we go
When we have nothing to show for it
Nothing to see
Nothing to be at
No one to be
Is this what grace is?
Cause I could do without it
I say we all start over - really -
How about it?
I’ve lived long enough now
to Be let down by heros
I’ve seen enough now to know
I don’t know where we go
We are all held together
By this thin dying vine
I can’t give you your wishes
When I don’t even know mine
If no one is counting
If the water is drying
The sitting doesn’t match the seating
So what are you trying
Who are you trying
To kid to deceive
The spires are burning
And I do not believe
I’ve lived long enough now
to Be let down by heros
I’ve seen enough now to know
I don’t know where we go
I am measured in milligrams
Counted in plastic
But the numbers are off
And the differences drastic
And we burn and we bleed
And we cry without healing
We scream and we persevere
Without any feeling
I’ve lived long enough now
to Be let down by heros
I’ve seen enough now to know
I don’t know where we go
—2020 Allison Crowe* (seems like the right thing to put there )