All it said was "YOUR NAME HERE". And the grass was nails beneath our feet. One minute you missed a mistake and were left for dead. Silver streaks across my face, spots my chest rows above my head. Tonight we're sleeping in a parking garage -- we broke the frame on the picture (on the photo) of the people we love. Wasn't it true -- what you always said: here's a kiss from the left, a kiss on the left. Here's a kick coming in from the right -- there's another behind us saying: as you get older, the world gets smaller. And as you got older, the earth got tired. And older and older and colder. The nations grew up. Our country threw up, got sad and sick of its name. Tried to move to the ocean to spread its wings out. These days a man bends his knees (to say hello to himself).
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