Lara Herscovitch: listen

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Disposable diapers, disposable dreams; disposable razors, disposable schemes
Disposable income gets thrown away, we spend a lot of time on garbage these days
We need more time to love, more time to laugh; time to get our insanity back
When times get rough we do as we’re told and let go a little quickly of the hands we hold

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I don’t know why, but it’s comfort to know
There’s a big garbage home where my garbage goes
If anything accidentally spills
Leave it in the landfill
Chances are anyway
We’ll recycle it all someday
If you’ve got trouble, heartache
Leave it by the curb so they can take it away

I put your photo there – both of the halves; promised myself I’d never look back
When I asked if you loved me you never did know; now you sit in the place where broken hearts go
Some days the air holds you in its embrace and oh so clearly I see your face
Must be how love biodegrades; floats to the sky and says goodbye along the way

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Don’t forget our two- and four-legged friends
Pigeons and rats always there in the end
We’d be lucky to have even half of their grit
You know they’re only dirty ‘cause they’re eating all of our (****)

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