.Listenning for the hoofs of the rescue party
Waiting for some ghost pony
To glide into Berkeley
With an old fish bowl for a tear trap
Strapped to its ghost saddle
It moves slow like an excercise bike
On an airport walkway
Yeah
Something that wouldn't smell like ground ants.
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