in walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat shaped hat and he held up two fingers and said how many fingers and i said peace man that s where it s at i said you are what you do in order to prevent becoming what you re busy not doing and if you do do it truly and you arrive at it newly then in the end you are absolved and the problem of heaven is solved and the man broke into a smile like he was breaking into song and he was broken and smiling and i was singing along and we compleed agreetly about most things til the sun set sweetly like it does in those paintings the ones they hang in the hotel rooms the ones they bolt to the walls as though anyone would want to steal them at all and we talked like children without breathing until i stopped this lady as she was leaving and i said excuse me but do you know what time it would be if we were on mars and she held up her hand she held up both hands right up over her head and she said five in the morning in walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat shaped hat
['anti-folk', 'buffalo ny indie', 'ectofolk', 'lilith', 'pop rock', 'singer-songwriter', "women's music"]