Window Washer

from East Hills #1 by Helmsley

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It's your game, I don't want to play
I don't dream of change I charge towards change
Oh so sleepy, crowded at the newsstand
don't they know that nothing is real?

Time is dust caught in the light
sent to your eyes, brush it away
like a window washer's wrist, swoosh
over to the side

I greet my friends with two hands touching, pointed to the sky
I greet the god inside the car your soul is driving

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from East Hills #1, released October 25, 2019

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