this time is real, i feel it passing through the telephone, no one is home now, no one is home. these stacks, they keep me down, so i build some more. america is just a word but i use it. language keeps me locked and repeating. this time is real, i see it passing by the avenue, nothing to do now, there's nothing to do. i see them spinning on, so i spin out. america is just a word but i use it. language keeps me locked and repeating.
america is just a word but i use it. i love that.
Submitted by PLANES on December 3, 2001
my b-day :D
the problems with articulating new concepts in a language designed to reinforce conventional wisdom. america has so much loaded meaning that it's impossible to say without conjuring up associations in the mind but there is no substitute to convey information.