Are You A Free (Wo)man?

i'm sending a present of someone i like music you should hear in the dark or lying on your back in a spacious place like the desert or a park i thought you might like a wrist-watch but why remind you of time? we've talked enough of it running out you of yours and me of mine quarter century quarter century i try not to look and count but i check the scoreboard it's a quarter century hope you're near to knowing what you want i'm out of here soon maybe days i've seen a little and i've lived a lot they've cut my contract they cannot sell me they don't want to hear what i've got so i won't play for them i won't play for them i will not play for them i won't play for them but i'll play for you my flatmate left his steak on the floor lost himself in the night he drags me into all manner of things but i can't blame him for my part well i'm gonna take a break now from microscopes and fakes i'm gonna lock myself up in a room gonna sweat it out and listen to what i won't play for them i won't play for them i will not play for them i won't play and maybe you'll hear me sometime if i see you again but don't ask for surprises because i'm empty of them i'm empty of them

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