All you colored shirts hang just as you had left
And you office door’s closed, just as you had said.
All your Dylan tapes stay unplayed and go untouched
And your poetry books are closed and collecting dust.
“Throw it away”, so they tell me, “to help with the hurt”.
Not for my world.
Their grass dries, and moons rise, and clocks tick, and sun’s lit,
On this earth, not my world.
"And you might be a stranger now, but I just wanted to let you know..." the complete Album is a wonder and I had some of my best hours in life hearing it. Thank you reverbpls
the evolution of citizen is almost identical to the typical depiction of human evolution. As you please strays from the previous releases while containing raw emotion. ghøstbødy