The 5th Brook Pridemore album, on high-quality, virgin vinyl.
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Waiting for laughter to die, before I told a joke. Sinister sweat stings my eyes, slammed shut from the smoke. And silence rings out through the crowd, as though I'd barely spoke. So, I start to sing, cuz it seems every day, that even my voice is gonna shuffle away, and where would I be, with no song to sing, and no air to breathe? This city is teeming with grownups, parading as kids. Bullet trains drop off insurgents, caressed to their lids. And I sank in that swamp cuz he told me to jump, so I did. So, I have to laugh, cuz I don't know what's worse: to die in my boots, as if under the curse, or to go on living, half-living like this. Silence is golden, but I am a steel-driving man with a list of iniquities clutched like the lamb in my hand. And I am still treading water, but I'm doing the best that I can. The snow still falls, though it's already late into May. Talking at length to your ghost, though there's nothing to say, and its plugging its ears and its blah, blah, blah, blah, anyway. So I cut and run, in the midst of your trip, cuz I am no captain, and this ain't no ship that I paid to be on, so I cut and run, the damage is done.