Up indeed and try to cast
that anxious searching feeling off
ignore the mass of tentacles and eyes
that lingers with a polite cough
there is yours and here is mine
and truly never shall the two meet
I only hope we can be cordial
when passing on a dark street
they say it's all going underwater
they say the desert is on the rise
they say the comet could hit any time
sneak around Jupiter, catch us by surprise
they say the radicals will have a nuke soon
they're gonna blow our asses up
and you say nothing, pointedly eyeing
my grim half finished cup
what
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