in the pipeline
blurry and blurred . work got me whippin round in the sticky heat . just me and a truck . and the energies . energies trickling through the aire and cosmos . energies pumping through screens and highways . clogging our brains and exciting our veins . take the friday off . and start recalling pointless dreams . we need the noise . make the days go fast . why not when they are this easy . slippery ....
Neon Indian - Halogen (I Could Be A Shadow)