constant feeling, cassette loops at the end of summer. do you mind? what would have happened if we met eachother sooner? cleaning our hands, magnetic resonance imagining. spent too long running away. what has become of me?

the answer to everthing is an american connection. one conversation and some time, thats what it was all about. yes i think i begin to remember... streetlights. the bakery. bus seats on the left side. construction far away. summer and bruise and mirrors for breakfast and now, a melody that lived with me for years before i heard it in its original context. why'd you leave me? f looking through the window from the train. get off at your designated station. and do not wait for me. i'll get on the next one.