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Was just listening to the title track and although the ramble of it, the repetition, would probably make Auden blush, it did make me think of sections of the Age of Anxiety:
... The fears we know
Are of not knowing. Will nightfall bring us
Some awful order - Keep a hardware store
In a small town... Teach science for life to
Progressive girls -? It is getting late.
Shall we ever be asked for? Are we simply
Not wanted at all?