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I went to the market because it's near the airport

To watch the planes rise and fall through holes in the atmosphere

The concrete below me was cracked parched and concave

And i imagined one had crashed right there in my place

I stared deep down into a penzoil rainbow

Ccorched on the sidewalk beneath the torch-yellow sun

I stared into the colors lying face down in the gravel

And i fought all of my urges to spill my own blood

I stared down, deep down

A reasonable man left his briefcase on a park bench

As he stepped into a taxi under alcoholic influence

Snd an unfaithful man washed off an invisible stench

By taking a swim in the public fountain

But i was watching an airplane fishtail in the sky

Leaving a snow-white trail urging me to follow it high

And i wanted to fly then but i was fastened to the ground

So i grabbed that foresaken briefcase

And i threw it in the filthy fountain

An it went down, deep down