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sunrise to sunset

sunrise to sunset
watching the jets come and go
bored out of my mind

a touch of whiskey

a touch of whiskey
a delicate bit of code
a saturday night

bird rests on a bench

bird rests on a bench
sharing it's songs of the fall
whispers of shadow

a mirror reveals

a mirror reveals
shadows of our former selves
the bastards must go

nasty old white men

nasty old white men
violating sacred oaths
the heartless bastards

casting long shadows

casting long shadows
as the sun says its good night
to be in silence