Draft arrangement of a favorite song. Wurlitzer, Moog Model D, Banjo and some Rodney advice. Thanks to Almut, Mars, Floss for vocal chorus help and Markus for the beautiful scratchy baroque violin.

no where to run no starting gun no near no far no beating heart home from work, i feel the same roll(in) over –– reading all the work out plans what could summon out my rage easy does it with those god damn magazines no high-way…

word is out I ain’t talking no more word is out I won’t be there for sure… the photo is supreme, tells me what i need to see suddenly i can see what’s in store word is out and I walk through the door what lies ahead why did i bring a…

word is out I ain’t talking no more word is out I won’t be there for sure… the photo is supreme, tells me what i need to see suddenly i can see what’s in store word is out and I walk through the door what lies ahead why did i bring a…

word is out I ain’t talking no more word is out I won’t be there for sure… the photo is supreme, tells me what i need to see suddenly i can see what’s in store word is out and I walk through the door what lies ahead why did i bring a…

do I wait? walk away in the rain? another idea stay, hesitate, remain harmless start to fade telephone the number and be right altered state harmless by Sudara Williams & Ben Montgomery

what’s the reason? lights flash at me when I’m walking home from my work in the night what do I tell them? they never could teach me the notion the notion that everything’s fine makes no difference makes no difference where did…

what’s the reason? lights flash at me when I’m walking home from my work in the night what do I tell them? they never could teach me the notion the notion that everything’s fine makes no difference makes no difference where did…

what’s the reason? lights flash at me when I’m walking home from my work in the night what do I tell them? they never could teach me the notion the notion that everything’s fine makes no difference makes no difference where did…

blinded by my enumerated desire to fall and fade back in the night, dime operated searching for far off trains blinded by my misunderstanding the turtle boat comes, i’m stuck on the landing i open my eyes, in my mind i’m the window…