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its journey toward the stars

Technological evolution heaved constructions
Uniform causeways that furthered the hiatus of reason
Philosophically invalid

its journey
Toward the stars

Technological evolution heaved constructions
Uniform causeways that furthered the hiatus of reason
Philosophically invalid

toward the stars

Technological evolution heaved constructions
Uniform causeways that furthered the hiatus of reason
Philosophically invalid fallacies,

Flight

Peter Hammill

The Margin

1985

The future will fall in our hands.
If we survive the flight
The future will work out -
Nothing's that black and white.
Control
The colour-coded charts are

out of control
And I ended up in Bree street
With my tank stuck up a pole

A traffic cop came up to me
And said as he scratched his ear
Where did you

Rest some more 
Tired device 
Left you home 
Crucial times 
Is it wrong 
Feeling to last 
Stay too long 
Traffic in eyes 
 
We're talking self

let these devices have control
See doctors used to say to have an Apple a day
Now the fruit is toxic we gotta throw it away
But we got a condition:

chauffeurs I'm drove and
The stores when closing would Open would open when closing
For bragging rights rent cars
Stares at the traffic lights
Travel light no