august 04 newport
steve lucinda csn
one of those magical days
the f reaches the stage
and all is well with the nation
despite all outward affectations.
now
where is the time of the clime
to blast rhyme
into the line
daytime
grabbin cheap jars outta the bars
winding up with grinding heart and mind
throwin the stars outta the cars
going home with the sign of the time
the mind.
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