Jane

I miss you, dear
It’s quiet up here
Lost in the troposphere at dawn
Hurricane clouds appear, roll on
An April storm
Yamamba clones
Lost in the troposphere at dawn
Hurricane clouds appear, roll on
Asteroid fields
Comets and mangosteen
Vapor trails
Lost on a lonely beach
Televised the old transmission flaw
Empty eyes with no place left to go
Lost in the troposphere at dawn
Hurricane clouds appear, roll on
Asteroid fields
Comets and mangosteen
Vapor trails
Lost on a lonely beach