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• Artiste: Choke Up
• Titre: Look Up
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I saw the tops of trees in an oil spill, 'front of a hospital, absent of leaves, standing still against a pale wind. Then they disappeared when the brakeman came and washed 'em away, reaching down from the high rise with lion heart and lamb's fate. Now I got my fucking arm around the brakeman's neck. He hasn't brought me home so I ain't killed him yet. It's fucking picturesque how we're so distressed. We all got a fucking job in this city. Come on drag the lake, the marionettes are caught up in their strings. When the coughing won't palliate, a pale wind comes in as a billow of smoke. As I'm sinking in the sand, I hail a cab through the city and see a thinning man resting next to an ATM. I grab my green and pay my fare back to quicksand to barter with the land to cut me a fucking break.