Futility

 

With the wind in your face

And the times that we cannot erase

You looked at me from a wonderful place

At the cusp of your midnight haze

The dawn of a futile embrace

The death of a decadent phase

 

 

Inspired by the work of Sixto Rodriguez, aka Sugarman and Charles Bradley- who kept up the fight when all was lost and forlorn

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