Listen to your apartment's hall
Can you hear me coming?
Can you hear you listening
to the imaginary steps
You hear the elevator's going up?
And I'll ask you
Is that me?
Can you hear you wonder
Is that me?
Can you hear this humming?
There are many birds out there
Thiere's a blue bird in my heart, Bukowski said
How would we like to ask him to go fuck himself
But we can't, can we?
Can you?
Can you hear this humming message
Can you listening to this humming?
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