Prototype

There goes one of a kind

There goes the neighbourhood

There goes a prototype

There goes a house of sun

Here comes the second wave

Here come the aftershocks

Here comes the Rodeo

Here comes the cannonball

What of the missing link

What could we never know

he looks just like you do

but not his brothers though

Dear Maggie was it right

Did you see the things you hoped you might

I'm sorry that we never got you there

Havana City in the April night