Black Truck - Dear Nora

History’s sand wasn’t there before

History and markings on the rocks

With

All the letters of the alphabet

I guessed your height

Mint days sun sadder breeze

Heat waves rise

We’re so far away

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

And I always know the time

Cuz I belong to the grid

Well

What do you think this means

You can’t read my mind

Mint days sun sadder breeze

Heat waves rise

We’re so far away

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Mountain of cans

Not enough cans

Mountain of shelves

Shadow of selves

Shots fired

Mountain of cans

Not enough cans

Mountain of shelves

Shadow of selves

Shots fired

Shots fired

Mint days sun sadder breeze

Heat waves rise

We’re so far away

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck

Black truck