There’s a city, draped in net
Fisherman net
And in the half light, in the half light
It looks like every tower
Is covered in webs
Moving and glistening and rocking
It’s babies in rhythm
As the spider of time is climbing
Over the ruins
There were hundreds of people living here
Sails at the windows
And the planes came crashing down
And many a pilot drowned
And the speed boats flying above
windows
kitchen
sails
glistening
fisherman
there
babies
light
hundreds
holds
planes
filled
every
broken
window
drowned
pieces
house
boats
climbing
covered
laughing
draped
little
brown
people
flying
above
living
rhythm
singing
pilot
looks
crashing
rocking
masts
moving
memories
while
coral
mother
standing
ruins
forests
speed
spider
tower
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