The Findells: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)

You work and eat and go to sleep
And it is all a day.
The time you spend inside yourself
It seems to wash away.
You settle into cigarettes
And pieces of white wine.
You search the dial- it takes a while
To find penumbra 9.

So have a good day and I’ll see you tomorrow-
Do you believe at all?
Have a good day and I’ll see you tomorrow,
She says with a smile.
She’s faking a mile.

It’s raining like forever
And the tinsel in your town
Is running like mascara- there’s a panic going down.
The millionaires have buttoned up
Their mansions for the show.
The merchants weep as they sit beside their radios.

Estragon and Vladimir are waiting on Godot.
The tv preacher packs his bags and says he’s gotta go.
The violinist scratches out a song unrecognized.
The cashier rings the final note and kindly blinks her eye.