We're only free because we've got no cash. We're out of cigarettes and patience. We dream of spring in Burlington or anywhere else we've never been. When we were young, we thought we'd be getting paid enough to stay alive, a basic expectation we forget when we have friends and drinks. If we can make it through 2016 we can make it through anything. Poverty and these cliches are our only comforts. Rock and roll is still alive, but it ain't this, friends. It's just not this. We'll keep our day jobs (and night shifts too) if we can keep our spring in Burlington. If we can make it through 2016 we can make it through anything.
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