layers
we came
to the second red pill
dropped in thin clouds
of a sliced up sky
she was the dry riser
smoking
trains and trams
to the second red pill
dropped in thin clouds
of a sliced up sky
she was the dry riser
smoking
trains and trams
and marching bands
cut to the heart
of fractured dreams
swimming
in the big heat
and each time we peeled back a layer
another reality
appeared
and turned
itself
inside
out
and
upside
down
cut to the heart
of fractured dreams
swimming
in the big heat
and each time we peeled back a layer
another reality
appeared
and turned
itself
inside
out
and
upside
down
and
the leading lines
called us
forever
on
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