The planes appear over your left shoulder
suddenly
as if by magic
Great beasts following the river, banking left
revealing
The city of lies and white marble at sunset
Unwrapped, unbroken,
Full of art, and dreams of art,
and youth always on the make
Lots of fucking in this town:. lots of shady promises,
lots of empty heroes caught in black and white
The planes suprise me everytime I follow the river
I should be used to them by now, I should be used to this place
But I keep thinking it will all get better...
the stones are so pretty at sunset.
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