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Patti Smith Peace And Noise

enraged And the burning of Atlanta And these viral times And may ribbons streaming And the straw colored curls are turning A mother's vain delight And

put his shoes on and he laid down (Led, led away) Outside the clouds were swiftly gathering (Don't be led away) He drained his cup and his stirred the

Kansas Holy the groaning saxophone, holy the bop apocalypse (Holy the bop) Apocalypse (Apocalypse) Apocalypse Holy the jazz bands, marijuana Hipsters, peace and junk and dreams Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and

thunders Oh, where we shall await The beat of your feet Hammering the earth And as the earth resounds Where the great ones tremble And your humankind becomes as one And

sat there watching the sun I saw it float away and I watched the buildings crumble Like dust in the hand and we watched the sun Spread its wings and fly away And

youth enraged And the burning of Atlanta And these viral times And May ribbons streaming And straw-colored curls a-turning A mother's vain delight And

railroad] thunders oh where we shall await the beat of your feet hammering the earth and as the earth resounds where the great ones tremble and your humankind becomes as one and

led away He put his shoes on and he laid down Outside the clouds were swiftly gathering He drained his cup and his stirred the mixture And he closed

breath and who'll remember oh eternity now as eternal as a sheet of marble eternal as a slab on a green hill and your name and all your fallen brothers