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Technology

Perfect isolation is where study forms
Paperclips bent in shape stand alone
Standing high upon the land plateau
Pointing down to the rocks below, below, below…
Below the water on the ocean floor
Build a lab wher3 ideas can form
A place where little microchips are born
Can you build a world, a world of…

Technology
A world run by electricity
Technology
Governed by the people who gave us trees


3/16/1983

The Days of the Week

Here we go the beginning of the week
It's only Monday and I'm ready to sleep
Starts so fast but it really is slow
You know the story and how it goes

"Like the things you keep and throw away later."
There' something about the days of the week
Take them in they bore you to sleep
Keep on chugging them piece by piece
"It's just so, so…It's so…"

What is it you say, when you can't find a way?
A way to explain —words can't convey

Enough of this silliness of talking to the walls
Waiting for the paint blisters to answer your calls
They're thinking "My what strange ranger he is."
If the even think at all, about the world they're in

There is something about the days of the week
Nothing for real to believe


3/14/1983

Waiting Time

Carrier ship with bus wheels
Moving motion, loading phonies
Ghetto bound, vegetable love
Lines now forming at the curb

Waiting time, dancing fools
Went out for snowing
Spent minds corroding
Numbed upstairs

The day is boring
No laughs, just doorways
What to do?
Who really cares?

Suns exploding, planets forming
Culture erroding, machines controlling
Timex quit ticking, any significance?


3/4/1983

Repeat

I'll see you, see you in the summertime
And I will be riding, riding in the sunshine
To see you smiling when I arrive
Stargazed blue eyes mirrored in mine

Reach out and touch me, let me know that I am here
It's the moment, static fills the air
Move in closer or turn the day to grey
Can you feel it, is there still something there?

Let you lips say hello or goodbye
I can't say, so what's your emotions?
Are they…tongue tied with hate or fear?
Or love lost…up in the air

Last time, got nearer to you
Remember the last time we were alone?
Moving slowly, I had to go
Didn't want to leave you, it just felt right

The will come, sun sets us free
What do you say?
I say I'll see you, you, you, you, you
—Repeat


2/16/1983