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Where am I now
What is this place
A thousand miles from nowhere
No scent no sound upon the air
One pack of squares to last me
In this vacant purgatory
Stagger down the dunes to the beach
The past beyond reach
The past beyond reach
Up the strand lies a city I will never see again
Blackened driftwood cryptograms
Mark the distance on the sand
Static seas reflecting skies
like televisions dying
Rain and the sound of trains colliding
Rain and the sound of trains colliding
I’m fully aware of the Fever Ray that follows me
Freeside voices in the air keep calling me
One point stretched infinite
A thousand hours in this moment
Straylight and I sprawl
Burned nerves too black to recall
Medical waste and distant speech
The past beyond reach
The past beyond reach
Up the strand.…
Where the water meets land is a flat line
Where the sand meets the sky is a flat line
The trail I leave is a flat line
My carcinogen breath is a flat line
The crest of the waves are a flat line
The unending days are a flat line
I walk through the spray in a flat line
The only sound in the air is a flat line
FLATLINEFLATLINEFLATLINEFLATLINE
