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Nobody lives, nobody dies Until she opens up her eyes, She is the Sun she is the Moon, My desert flower, my superbloom. ( the bronx - again)

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Outside my window There's a world stuck in limbo A sidewalker scared Under gas station light alright Inside my house It's quiet as a mouse Outside my window They're tryin to play me for a fool They say they got my place surrounded Well nice attempt to keep me grounded Inside my house I shoot to kill I don't fuck around Inside this house I'm terrified This spirit world is upside down and inside out We've come too far, we're too bizarre to turn back now Lifestyle over everything, lifestyle over everyone They say, freedom has been found Lay your weapons down (The Bronx)

Don't come to pieces in my hand White stars reflecting dust and sand That perfume makes me think of grief Shake the faith shake the belief Who's there to say that we're living this moment Feels like I'm in a play The sets and the props of this, your apartment Seem to be fading away, fading away So I wander through these rooms I feel the orbit of the moons And I dream what I become And all's forgotten by the sun (Steve Kilbey)

“Every record has been destroyed or falsified, every book rewritten, every picture has been repainted, every statue and street building has been renamed, every date has been altered. And the process is continuing day by day and minute by minute. History has stopped. Nothing exists except an endless present in which the Party is always right.”