you are now condescending down down to the ground in an oarnge colorfree cart and the rest has all been swept away as you wake in the dawn of a worryfree day and the clouds compliment you for a defeat well fought freedom to compose have you not forgot your colorfull past it must of been forever lost in the harvast fast as you dwell in your damp and dusty cornernothingness will instill and nothing does occur or almost to regain its emty fill and you whisper all is quiet allis still in my secret hiding place beneath the crowded hill