Let's go round again Let loose again Off the wall...
I was raised to expect continuity. instead i get this.....
Lift up your head, lift up your head Your room...
In the bright-lit railway station, 3 a.m. In a town...
The model volcano by the giant gas tank The street...
A glass ravine The low clouds which wink The boughs...
The jet plane draws a jagged wound along the dimming...
The postmark read "asuncion"... By the foul adriatic there can...
The windows watch me wait for you Mirror mirror, mirror...
The door-to-door inspector, his knuckles bare and white, Is rapping...