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Alone.
Wind moves my clothes, my scarf, my skin. A deserted uptown street devoid of pedestrians and vehicles. Only brisk wind filling my heart, my soul, dividing my mind in two.
Just to feel it devour me – brings up the word destiny. Gives me life and shows me death – just a constant winding wind. How I could stand to stand there forever - being watched from the window – forever – being watched from the window.

A constant memory of love and fear – we fall asleep and we’re alone in ourselves – the wind brings me to the same conclusion – the cab driver and I are alone – in a space –in a vehicle…

I forget where I am – I don’t want to get out .
Just drive. Just drive.
And drone clocks disturb – they dissolve my illusions.
Where have I wanted to be all this time – where I am - I don’t know I don’t know.

BABY’S GOT A DREAM – AN ILLUSIVE SCHEME
A ROMANTIC TALE OF A TIME MACHINE.
A WELL-ROUNDED PAST – A CORROSIVE CAST
A BELITTLED FAITH – A CLAIRVOYANT PAST.
BABY’S GOT A GUN, AN ATTEMPTED SON
AN INTRUSIVE FACE, A COLLECTIVE RACE.
BABY CANT IGNORE, BABY CAN’T BE BORED
BABY CAN’T REPLACE – BABY’S BITTER FACE.

In a concentrated room one can feel everyone’s pain and joy, allowing you to feel your own.
Feeling is a wonderful ritual, it seems I feel it less and less frequently and I feel on the surface, but within – there are other realities – I dissolve myself in others – objects, duties – these are my crimes – to live a life of goodness is sometimes my obsession and my illusion –my plague... The Plague.

I love to sleep but I postpone the process, I am doing it now. A man , a bus... so many impulses fill a mind in a matter of seconds – so many impulses…

I’ve seen men destroy themselves for a chance to be under your flowery screen – a disgrace to watch as they bludgeon each other with whatever available –sometimes we cannot see through the chaos –we must be stopped. The hate is contagious.

(c) V.Beren

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released September 9, 2009
VOCALS - VERA BEREN

GUITARS - JON DIAZ

TROMBONE - MARK BIRKEY

BASS - JAY CAVANAUGH

DRUMS - Then EDDIE KLINGER/Now PATRICK CONLON

(c) Beren/Derby
Arrangements by The Ensemble
Tracked by R.A.Derby
Mixed & Produced By V.Beren & Mark Birkey

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