Tuesday

Born, Never Asked, by Laurie Anderson (lyrics)


It was a large room. 
Full of people. 
All kinds. 
And they had all arrived at the same buidling at more or less the same time. 
And they were all free. 
And they were all asking themselves the same question: 
What is behind that curtain? 
You were born. 
And so you're free. 
So happy birthday.


(1982)
(copied into 1985 notebook)

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