11: wipe the dust

We're taking a trip to a desolate wasteland,
our ambience won't be disturbed. Listen to doves
as the morning rises, the radio head's playing
While the evening dies.
Summer out but hearing these tunes
changes the scene, buckle up for the ride.

like that girl who thought she
could impress everyone
by proclaiming that one album
she would love to die through...