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• Artiste: Eric Ayotte
• Titre: Empty Nest
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i'm right here among the cigarette butts on the sidewalks, sad faces that never look up just continue on their way never speaking to anyone until they get in front of computer screens and they can start their day and order more plastic shit we can throw away we're never content until Mother Nature's lain to rest she's had a long run, there's no need to be upset so raise your glasses, this time to propose a toast to the one we love and lost many years ago so Mother may I have this one last dance with you 'cause your son is marrying all things mechanical you see there's just no more room for you amongst our growing love for mass production and chemicals her epitaph reads: farewell my children, I loved you so I brought you this far, now it seems I must let go your wings grew strong enough to reach the end of this branch but who will catch you when you fall? 'cause son I cradled you and nourished you and nurtured you but you're a big boy now with all new peers and much to prove you see there's just no more room for two you're on your own now the world is smaller and vulnerable her epitaph reads goodbye.