I’m bus

I think too much and it rots

I joke to my assistant that I’m in a dream

But it feels true

I don’t believe in anything but I

Feel like there’s a touch of the devine

In the way my projects come together

I can’t see the pattern while I do it 

But I do it

And the pattern is there 

I dream about Manhattan 

And a roller coaster subway ride

I dream about

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