The important paper file is locked up and sealed. The senator is drifting now ? he's barely awake. We'll scour the concourses in our softest shoes, to cancel the systems now and do as we choose.
But the hallways and avenues have tied us in knots.
The floodways and aqueducts, the shipyards and stocks.
On the cusp of magnificence in the yellowish light, the senator's consciousness is off for the night.
To unleash the horses now!
No options left to lose.
We'll detonate systems now and do as we choose.
