T.B.D. 
             
in the moment I was losing my head 
and I was 
reachin' forward, I was already there 
readin' too much and losin' my head 

this information caused a cut in the line 
now I'm remembering God and readin' 
too much it's so nice 
the print is smaller than the ants in the grass 
I'll have to put it away now 
in the morning there are things to be read 
words to be said and food to be fed but I 
won't be there. I'll be clutchin' on a 
megaphone pointed at my head, would you be 
there, would you kindly, read this word for 
word so loud and clear, I can't remember 
it all, it needs to be clear, I tell you, if 
the feeling drops out of your voice, would you 
kindly pick it up 

this is how, I'll go out tonight 
dressed in blue, by the book tonight 
this is how, I'll go out tonight 
but I don't need a book. 

we're talkin' anchors, talkin' ships, we're 
talkin' seas, we're talkin' everything you need 
you should be workin' now, not only askin' 
how and the whereabouts of where you'll 
be. I don't suspect you will be thinking 
when the brain is dead and the mind 
has taken over, this is a skill, this 
is not a game, where have you been, 
are you with us? can you hear us? got 
the megaphone pointed at you

             
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