the clouds spell apocalypse
the clouds smell the politics
i meet so many people, i gave up on names.
i figure that's okay 'cause i just call everyone "man" anyway
rollin' over, rollin' over
returning to the dream
rollin' over, rollin' over
returning to a dream
with the earth agree to circle any and all points
can each be the center simultaneously
our world continues ending at its infinite variable speeds


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    General Commentthe clouds spelled apocalypse
    the clouds smelled the politics
    I meet so many people, I gave up on names.
    I figure that's okay 'cause I just call everyone "man" anyway.
    rollin' over, rollin' over
    returning to the dream
    rollin' over, rollin' over
    returning to a dream
    with the earth agree to circle any and all points
    can each be the center simultaneously
    our world continues ending at its infinite variable speeds
    three star saluteon June 26, 2006   Link

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