Round River
The river is blue, the sky is brown, the land is redand the people gray.
It's all back to front! Am I colour blind or is a new reality here?
There are no instructions only my wits.
Blame my cousin or the Devil for this hiccup.
The Old World was better and values simpler.
Nobody ripping you off or kidnapping you.
Corporate whores were a million years off.
Now, life only advances at its stopped rate.
There's no going back to our collective past.
Be strong brother and survive this melee.
We must transcend the linear and close the circle.
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