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The Sky is Cryin'.

"country song about yr computer shutting down and losing all yr open tabs" --@_ryanruby_

Kashmir.

"American Rhapsody

Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow,
There will suddenly be new success, like Easter clothes, and a strange and different fate,
And bona-fide life will arrive at last, stepping from a non-stop monoplane with chromium doors and a silver wing and straight white staring lights.

There will be the sound of silvery thunder again to stifle the insane silence;
A new, tremendous sound will shatter the final unspoken question and drown the last, mute, terrible reply;
Rockets, rockets, Roman candles, flares, will burst in every corner of the night, to veil with snakes of silvery fire the nothingness that waits and waits;
There will be a bright, shimmering, silver veil stretched everywhere, tight, to hide the deep, black, empty, terrible bottom of the world where people fall who are alone, or dead,

Sick or alone,
Alone or poor,
Weak, or mad, or doomed, or alone;

Tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, surely we begin at last to live,
With lots and lots of laughter,
Solid silver laughter,
Laughter, with a few simple instructions, and a bona-fide guarantee."

--Kenneth Fearing

Madman Across the Water.