"We sit here stranded though we all do our best to deny it"
"The Ghost of electricity"
open the e y e p o d door HAL
"In this room the heat pipes just cough…"
"And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes every thing's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes"
--Bob Dylan
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