Factory

in the evening
I close my eyes and slip away
in the morning
I wake and greet a brand new day
all around us
the oldest have the far away eyes
in their auras
my future seems to wither and die
wither and die

all that we can do baby
today
is touch down in every possible way
waiting for the breakdown

let's drive to the factory
that thrived when plastic was a fad
we'll throw rocks at the seagulls
and sit along the blackened riverside
riverside

all that we can do baby
today
is touch down in every possible way
waiting for the breakdown

there's plague in my hometown
and I wish my dreams would leave me alone
the gods they just wait for sundown
to turn my neighbors into stone
all around us
the oldest have the far away eyes
in their auras
my future seems to wither and die
wither and die

all that we can do baby
today

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