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Gladiola
new bombs
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Go on ahead, Iâd like to stay
Pale rose fields of packed clay
Bicycles lined up like the teeth of a comb
Soon breaking off and heading home
Burned sidewalk shadow of a girl
Please beware the Western world
With the patience of a husband
In a fog of alcohol
New bombs will fall
If I could dissolve into the breath
Of this newborn night, Iâd mourn the death
Of peace with a hum that mingles with laughter
Of girls taking photos and history comes after
We live these hours
Tokyo flowers, green tea and paper
Notes in the vapor
Of which I am part
- Album:
- Off You Go
- There Is No Road