/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: lukereyva https://public.slidesharecdn.com/v2/images/profile-picture.png Distant voices clash In this crowded room Words fade to din Here with you Distant gazes cross This empty room And each moment aching Here with you Where I only feel more alone "I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. A dollar buys a nickle's worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do and there's no end to it. The air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. We sit watching out tvs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty three violent crimes as if that's the way its supp