Laying in the grass under a tree in the commons, watching clouds drift through the blue sky, evaporating, cycling into condensation, dropping into a dream, each thump with its own personality, characters waving with swaying blades of long grass, then bouncing off onto railroad tracks stretching into a land were you feel like you need something, when all you need is skin and bones._Glenn La Race Jr.
Appleman & the Tapedeck - Sleep
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