Quis leget haec?

Enjoyed an early morning walk in my own matrix
cause i was the lady in red, walking down the streets

it's neat to see that short limbo of the city in between
morning and night - broken pots, dirt spray everywhere

empties, leftover bottles and cans and stomach remains
the street uncleaned and raw from a hard night out

it could be special if it wasn't every morning.
And the world doesn't like your music

(Or I could have just told you your gas cap's undone)
at 6:15 am.