Song recorded w/Mikaleno.
Several billion conversations, sex and money through the wires/Howls of love and indignation on this slo-mo funeral pyre/Here, touching when we can/only Heart can stand/as the Promised Land/Here/ Hear the random noisy city, lick your honey in the hive/Marvel in the flesh, cool kitty, what it is to be Alive/Here. . . War of words between we phantoms, me-me-meing la-la-la/Fritter folly is for bantams, ain’t no path to Shangri-La Here. . . Buzz of heightened recognition/of your face before you’re born/The Condition of conditions/of mortality is shorn/Here. . .