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Stuart Davis Big Energy Dream

Well you don't need the papers to inform you where we are or another zealot preacher with his soapbox and guitar but what do you think the consequence

fear our violence in vicarious as the evening news appears every woman needs a can of mace every doorway needs a lock 'till the world's just one big neighborhood

Narcoleptic Mary drops her head in sudden jerks at the table in the mansion's old estate Her face is in the soup and as she wakes she hears the laughter

They desensitized the public we're too callous now to feel a TV tube's like taking ludes till you're mud on a potter's wheel fidelity will crumble morality

Now believe me, you will heal forever's not this hurting that you feel you cannot see inside yourself what others do but there's a stronger source of