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Tomorrow City:
   music: entirely mutated from provided samples of Tarkovsky's 'Solaris'
   lyrics: entirely mutilated by my monotone singing and written by me.
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a lesson serves no purpose
if the memories don't persist
we've done so much pretending
we've forgotten to exist

events on television
that's where the truth is found
we're blinded by the pictures
and deafened by the sound

in today's tomorrow city
the problem's not the past
life is spinning in fast-forward 
and we're dying way to fast

I don't want to see it
I don't want to hear
I don't want to feel it
I can taste it in my tears

the future is now
we'll make it somehow
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Andrew Mays
eien@circularsystem.com