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It was an unhealthy, imbalanced, unstructured volcano, erupting continually in hazardous self-defeat

There will be a fire

And I wonder what will survive

And what will be tarnished in the flames of disapproval

Amidst the mist and ashes where is clarity?

Not since you did I have a thing to write

Not since then have I scribbled fervently, furiously, ferociously - having something to say

Not since longing so bitterly in the cold for a love I could never have

Have I had a thing to live for

Can we talk about how MUCHHHH Alt-J sounds like Devendra Banhart? 

Trader Joe’s didn’t have lemons, neither did Ralphs - not a one.

So when life won’t even give you lemons, what are you supposed to do?