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Where does your road rage go when there are no streets?

Your sunday best is my worst case scenario

Clutter the floor with love, come on, cover it

Let there be no space for this hatred to crash

So, everything outside these four walls

Is just as unpredictable as what we got

But still, most of the time you’re the one carrying the guns

And we are not

And time flies when you’re a regular person

Doing nothing in particular

Except a jump to the left

And then a step to the right

And then a step to the right

Let’s do the time warp again

Turn on the lights where it hurts

It hurts everywhere

And i lean against the door like a tired church steeple

Swallowing the sparrow, one of many

That had flown from my tongue that spring

Out onto 7th avenue, singing

And maybe we just woke up from a strange dream

With our foremothers saying

Our love is bursting at the seams

Who are we to keep it in?

Turn on the lights where it hurts

And it hurts everywhere

And we march steadily, steadily, down main street

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