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• Artiste: Free Throw
• Titre: There Will Come Soft Rains
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Make a wish and Toss a coin in Toss a coin in An old tradition Toss a coin in That all can join in Who draws the line? Does it take an artist's eye To determine what piece of art is truly fine? Who set the standard To which we're all confined? Who chose the theme? It's nothing more than theory When you clearly know the scheme When your friends are staring at you Expecting you to lead Yet the simple act of asking for Direction only means Closing doors, floored By the liability and nothing more Nothing more Like a beggar born When the coin has gone extinct Can you spare a second chance? When you avert your gaze I swear that second glance Would make you burn away The bridge you think you've built Down to the beams You think you live a life fulfilled I think it's bursting at the seams I feel empty I feel seen yet still obscured Like the space between the wired screen And the lock to your front door Like the fountain in a mall No longer filled with any stores A monument to forsaken dreams In a place we once adored Yet long forgotten I feel empty Make a wish I feel seen And toss a coin in Yet still obscured An old tradition We all can join in When your friends are staring at you Like you robbed them of their wings It can drain the tears that you used to fill up Your fountain of self esteem Closing doors, floored By the liability, nothing more Nothing more Than a wish on a copper coin In a cashless society