where to now with all you're needing
the daily dust is receding
the street lights commence their glow
the right notes do not show
all this writing and surviving
is just a recipe for crying
remember that you need to use this
cuz labour is entitled to all that it produces
and when you have the time to breathe and bend old songs peek out like old friends

the lost art of the long view
the cold comfort that gets me through
all the atrophied muscles i have seen
sacrificed to the might of convenient machines
so put this thing to work
and ask for what you're after
like Steel and Morris vs the Golden Arches
the impossible at first may bring us all that one step forwards
and when you have the time to breathe and bend old songs peek out like old friends

the street light flickers and i hear industry laughing
cuz shopping for the planet is not what nature's asking
and the great carbon mind trick is the disaster of the hour
at least since they outlawed female blood power
and it's a long way to the end
for me and my old friends
the truth that i have come to is you must always scratch the surface
the work and the solitude always will be worth it
and when you have the time to breathe and bend old songs peek out like old friends.