V-2nd - Chap 8 / I have really never read this book this closely before

[alice wellintown]

In V., Nature is a valley of ashes. Get it?

Dynamo don't do nothin but work.

And the Seasons, they go brown, go brown
And the painted faces, go down, go down
We're prisoners of the carnival of crimes
We can't return
We can only make daisy chains and rhymes
And go round and round and round in the circus flames