We are the Beat, beat, beat
the last of the bohemians
killed, hunted
to extinction
by the future
last of the libertines
a whisper on the wind
that screams
of forgotten
streams of consciousness
and anarchism
We travel lonely
Fragmented roads
leading to promised lands
outside the bankrolling nation
and we tap out our rhythm
Beat, Beat, Beat;
Tap, Tap, Tap;
Syncopations of the heart
We are the Beat
Can You Hear Us?
the last of the bohemians
killed, hunted
to extinction
by the future
last of the libertines
a whisper on the wind
that screams
of forgotten
streams of consciousness
and anarchism
We travel lonely
Fragmented roads
leading to promised lands
outside the bankrolling nation
and we tap out our rhythm
Beat, Beat, Beat;
Tap, Tap, Tap;
Syncopations of the heart
We are the Beat
Can You Hear Us?
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- RocK - Tone
Has our clever girl run off and started a new life?
Or is she in some kind of serious trouble?
This is almost 2 months, since any movement on her end of the page.