The setting sun cast long shadows
Across the busy city-scape,
All concrete and steel,
With cold wind sneaking in from around the corners
Of each of the tallest buildings -
Structures erected as monuments
To the financial labyrinth
That drives the same crazy bustle every day,
The mad rush that slowly drips off
Every suit and hat in town
Around this time of day like,
Like the rusted leaves falling
Off a majestic oak in September.
"God-damned prepositions,"
He muttered, under his breath.
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credits
from Lowbelly and Friends,
released June 9, 1998
composed by T. Andreas
Jeremy: bass, pan pipe, turntable
Tristan: drums, voicemail
Bowen Adajian: saxophone