Connection connection
Looking to spread like an infection
partners of the insurrection
do not shirk
my fierce correction
Though change is never pretty
nor can be forged in some ditty
for beginning you must get thee
down and out in
Junction City
City of the future
that I dreamed of long
deserted metal skin
I sang it in a song
the dream I had the time so far gone
and if I said I didn't miss it
I wouldn't be all wrong
but I am one
for knowing when a thing is done
and there are others to relate
you're not the only one
Here in Junction City
you're going to find you need
your friends my son
and even so someday
on
connections you'll have none
what
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