"Life Policy" - "Lit by the light of one lamp, with clarinet
backdrop and ashtray, you pitch safety and comfortable Futures.
Your neighborhood shows as you trace the map, ruffle the bills and
conjure up scarcity. Everybody's doing it, you say, Hopeful. Take
your big dreams, I say through the back door, no one here can sing
fate or pick up that dime, anymore. We left crossroads back there
with compromise, one nation two hundred miseries and all that
commotion. Your dreams are just words like table salt. Me I know
this year's moment will be 2 a.m., my life savings and one train
ticket down the fault line."
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