In the tree's shadow, sometimes, is the only place to be.
One would like to refine, no, redefine privacy. One no longer cares who bears witness and so bearing witness can have no power this side of time.
You people had so much going for you (one states, metonymically).
This road leads only into darkness, you know?
Yes. We know this.
Then why choose to tread it?
So you can see in the dark. And one has time on one's hands.
Look at the way the streetlights begin to flicker, no one has maintained them for years, such neglect.
Neglect is something you are all too easily seduced into. We wonder why.
One would like to refine, no, redefine privacy. One no longer cares who bears witness and so bearing witness can have no power this side of time.
You people had so much going for you (one states, metonymically).
This road leads only into darkness, you know?
Yes. We know this.
Then why choose to tread it?
So you can see in the dark. And one has time on one's hands.
Look at the way the streetlights begin to flicker, no one has maintained them for years, such neglect.
Neglect is something you are all too easily seduced into. We wonder why.
