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Volume 2, set 2

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The Zone                                   David Rothenberg
 
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a  w o r k   i n   P r o g r e s s
1998 - 1999
 
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Ten years ago the machines failed us as no one was in charge. 
 
The looming subsumes us from war to peace. 
 
You remember the story (itís not yet over)
 
The voice of the wind, 
 
Thereís an old swing set rusting in the woods. 
 
Someone blew up the mountain 
 
The old order is turned asunder 
 
A bomb left a hole gaping at the street corner
 
The philosopher has returned to his homeland
 
You enter the room and the day is still sunny
 
Seventeen years
 
What changes is the will to change
 
One song after another, not to impress,
 
If youíre driving long enough
 
This age of ours always hangs on