Spring is not starting
What a strange year
The earth wants to know why
and so do I
Is it the angle of the sun
or some angel messing with the sum of one?
Is one complete
or just the inside track
of a horse in a race
galloping toward the Milky Way?
Is it random?
Is it ordained?
Does it have a name?
Is it born in Spain?
My friend was well dressed in a blue suit
drinking at a prison bar that seemed so far
I was the ugly universal vagabond
eating good chocolate on the farm
Wondering if dreams begin when consciousness ends
in the game we all love to pretend
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