Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


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Rails to infinity

When the moon peeps over the mountains
Honey, I’ll be on my way
I’m gonna roam this highway
Until the break of day
— Rolling Stones, Key To The Highway

La rampe / The Rail
Never Ending Rail Cars

You better stop
Look around
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your nine-teenth nervous breakdown.
— Rolling Stones, 19th Nervous Breakdown