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Little Lakes

from Turnaround France by Will Clark

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Little Lakes

When you’re helpless, that’s it. The rest of us are side-effects.
That’s what we get for giving what you had a name.

And the moral soul says, “bring on the locusts”
And the soul moving in says, “give me a date.”

He was made like a pig. A giant hunk of brain.
Those thousands of deaths weren’t a mistake.

And the evening soul says, “give me a feeling.”
And the morning soul says, “gimmie a break.”

I think about the little lakes
I think about the little lakes foaming
I think about the little lakes foaming inside of a spaceship

You had sworn off of violence and I asked how that’s working
Do you have to make enemies just to make friends?

And the hearty soul says, “bring me some soup”
And the caring soul says, “give it a minute.”

Thrashing about, it didn’t feel bad.
You found a box to keep the body in.

And the normal soul says, “I am wounded in love”
And the working soul says “I am wounded in hatred”

I think about the little lakes.
I think about the little lakes foaming.
I think about the little lakes foaming inside of a spaceship

I met a man who liked to travel the world. He liked the feeling that his life wasn’t new.
And I met someone, he doesn’t like the sun. So he always knows when it’s going to rain.

He thinks about the little lakes
He thinks about the little lakes foaming.
He thinks about the little lakes foaming inside of a spaceship.

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from Turnaround France, released July 9, 2021

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Will Clark Brooklyn, New York

Will Clark plays guitar for Madam West. He's not the erstwhile guitarist. He still plays.

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