Death Vessel - "Mandan Dink"

I'm asleep at the keyboard, and only my 6-year-old brain (born on a leap year) is left ticking out a tape that it takes an expert, clad in vest and gingham cap, to read. In this, the season of sunshine, giving up is a meal I'm suddenly considering on the menu, despite it's many usually unfavourable ingredients. Running away is a cool beverage that sits waiting for me in my fridge at home as I walk my bike all over a hilly busy town. And this song plays in all the passing windows, shops, and fanny-pack radios, and it sounds like the kind of song I would play for myself if I'd actually go through with it. On the way out of town, in the cab that takes me to any place worse than here, this lovely peach-eyed meadowlark of a man haws so clearly in my ears, you'd swear this is commitment to the right idea.
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