7 bar 7 (Casino)

The sun is a mystery and the stars turned violet
The river was too strong, carried my soul away
Abandoned cars near the highway
Paul Schrader shooting The Canyons,
Brian de Palma has fallen aslept
History waits hidden in rose gardens,
A beggar throws his soul in the river,
7 bar 7 — Blue fevers
Electricity striking apple trees
My heart is drugged with sunbeams
And the city’s pallid neons
Inhabit my dusty shadow
Humanity dilutes in illusory suns
I’ve navigated relentlessly, my boat tearing the curtains of hours,
Love poured like raindrops from the storms
The crows can testify, I walked forgetting to breathe
No path was to be seen in this ocean of time

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