Stark sharp glass-eyed, crack and peel

Bright light, scream beam, brake and squeal

Red white, green white neon wheel

Dream flesh, love chase, perfumed skin

Greased hand, teeth hide, tinseled sin

Spice ice, dance chance, sickly grin

Pasteboard time slot, sweat and spit

Blind stick, blind drunk, cannot see

Mouth dry, tongue tied, cannot speak

Concrete dream flesh, broken shell

Lost soul, lost trace, lost in hell

Turn on my clock

Orange lama there is my block

Bob said that his from Cork

I searching for nothing

and nothing I can find

All of are are searching for sense

but there no

I just trying

I trying to find

but there no sense in our world

there is only night, me and cats

Useless and dim luminary

Live no-on matter twenty years

It'll be like this.

If you will die -

Would start it all again.

It'll repeat as was before:

Night, cold ripples on the water,

Drugstore, street and lamp.

Three guys, moisturized, end is neear

Papers pale, tell a tale, give a baiiil

Murder victim, still addictive, corrupted systeem

Reference: True detective 2014, ep 1-8

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On the swan islands only

Ugly ugly ugly duckings

And we left the squart (for now)

And who will reassemble what there

And will there ever be dawn again

It doesn't matter, beacuse it's where we aren't

Windows and leaves, constructión,

Cat in the hole and green bus,

And it's all around us.

No one, right some, and I'm free,

Fire, big one, better run, better run.

Calm, I head home, wish for fun.

Crazy people in the street,

In the school and all I meet:

They can't still keep up with me.

They are madheads, so are we.

The street light illuminates the water

Between the paving stones,

Cold and wet.

The sky is in clouds

And cathedral roofs are shining.