I was in Camden,
An hour to kill,
Each minute,
Stripped of its seconds.
Tension in the air,
The heat thickens,
As clouds form.
Rain waits in the wings.
As complex as simple is.
I was in Camden,
An hour to kill,
Each minute,
Stripped of its seconds.
Tension in the air,
The heat thickens,
As clouds form.
Rain waits in the wings.