And when the roaring satellite comes
Down the roadway, softly straining
A floating tail against the black
Reminds me of your father and mother
Seventy years, I still hear the music playing
Drifting down from the mountains
And oh, the cymbals clash like angels
Hold on, no, it’s just this kid listening to dubstep
On his iPhone all clad in white
I will keep checking my watch and wait forever more
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