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Summer Solstice "Everybody knows that the change is coming "Everybody knows that the deck is stacked" Leonard Cohen In Colorado, the Cache La Poudre is burning That's where they hid the gunpowder Has it blown yet? In the Southeast Asia Enterprise Zone The suicide nets are ready for another night's harvest Do we understand that our beautiful electric screens Are polished with blood? In Syria, the death squads are arming For another day in the abattoir Everyone is ready for the bodies I called out to you in the night I dreamed you loved me From the bottom of your soul In the morning, your e-mail address Was blocked, texts came  back forlorn The earth is crying out But Jimi is so long gone No one understands And the wind howls alone In the land of plenty We're all tucked into our corners Of the unlimited cage match Our abs are ripped Our tattoos look good But our eyes are empty. Winter is coming.
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 12:42 AM UTC
Summer Solstice
Summer Solstice "Everybody knows that the change is coming "Everybody knows that the deck is stacked" Leonard Cohen In Colorado, the Cache La Poudre is burning That's where they hid the gunpowder Has it blown yet? In the Southeast Asia Enterprise Zone The suicide nets are ready for another night's harvest Do we understand that our beautiful electric screens Are polished with blood? In Syria, the death squads are arming For another day in the abattoir Everyone is ready for the bodies I called out to you in the night I dreamed you loved me From the bottom of your soul In the morning, your e-mail address Was blocked, texts came  back forlorn The earth is crying out But Jimi is so long gone No one understands And the wind howls alone In the land of plenty We're all tucked into our corners Of the unlimited cage match Our abs are ripped Our tattoos look good But our eyes are empty. Winter is coming.
gary-gibbens
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 12:42 AM UTC
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