warehouse after warehouse
and smoke stacks in between
sprawling from the abysse
back home
as we roll on through
the highway’s choked full
fuming people, exhaust fumes
air is thick
warehouse after warehouse
and smoke stacks in between
sprawling from the abysse
back home
as we roll on through
the highway’s choked full
fuming people, exhaust fumes
air is thick
I’m sweeping the floor
caught up, drifting off,
and I heard another one died
killed himself,
and I didn’t know him
friend of a friend.