today i left the tv on in the room so the maids would think that we were still in bed and all the nights far gone with wine and song and rode like fog on down the mountain and finally settled on our heads but i was up at 9 and the lobby was a ghost town except for a girl who knew my name but i d forgotten hers said she wouldn t be surprised if it really was a town of ghosts and they were sick of newer toes on sacred earth so we packed a bus with food the cameras and the music and someone sang a song about a cow with no arms and no legs and no face and no tail and no ears and it s tears like the river we but both admire the breeze it tires my nose at night furniture moves around the room like a stumblin pack of drunks lookin for a fight but may be cats in someone else s home telling you things we never wanted to know never wanna know if this is real or unknown cuz if it s bad it s a cruel world
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