Tales from Freedom Lost :: all the posibilites

Quiet now.
Do you hear?
Do you hear it?
Listen.

Nothing.

Small town, village.
Tranquil,
Yes it is
But only from a glance,
Wait until you get inside.

Mercy seat.
Where I sit is my mercy seat.
I have time to think,
I have time to be absolutely alone.
Just myself, my cigarette
And my mind.

All the possibilities.

This is the life they say.
I don't think so,
Maybe only for three weeks.

The fan speaks.
Let it in deep,
You'll most definitely think.