frozen with joy right where I stand
the world throws its light underneath your hair
forty miles from Atlanta, this is nowhere
going to Georgia
the world shines as I cross the Macon county line
going to Georgia (Zopilote Machine, 1994)
artlessly shoplifting random things
picking from 13,734 lines from 624 mountain goats songs, every 200 beats of internet time
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