Thursday - I1100

We'll all look the same someday
And even now the robot starts to think
I wonder what it dreams

The Tide is high on Fourteenth Street
The rain comes in to clear the heat
The way in is the same way out
the way up is the same way down
Now there is no safe way down

Written by:
Geoffrey Rickly, Robert III Keeley, Steven Pedulla, Thomas Rule, Timothy Payne

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