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neal morgan - 24 hours in the city lyrics

24 hours in the city
and on a park bench with her
twice
down the hill the workers plant a palm tree
cinched in a strap
hanging from a crane
near the boulders and dirt and other workers
they’re turning this part of the park into a silicon valley-masonic-sacrifice-altar
with the right number of trees and rocks
positioned so that on the eighth night
it lines up with a constellation
and all h-ll breaks loose
we wonder who’s behind this

two parrots keep flying by

and it’s probably time for me to start thinking about leaving
and then i do
and then i do
i leave the city and come back
and leave the city and come back
to see her
k!lling time alone on a park bench during visit three
a man selling pot propositions everyone around except me
then she calls
and i’m up
i take flight
pounding heart
striding down the hill in the gr-ss
and over the bum urine sidewalks to the corner where she’ll pick me up to go eat
i could do this all the time

- neal morgan lyrics

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