the chrysalis
broken drought
silent rebellion
ghosts of the living
atom to the planet
girl called novella

killing time... and time is killing me

i can hear voices, calling through the wire
voices of a billion, lost and faceless souls
we can all harmonise, as a universal choir
not remain killing time ‘til the final bell tolls

killing time… and time is killing me

killing time…

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