An Empty Corner

Eight tiny lines of cocaine
 Left on a copy machine
 In an empty corner of a dream
 My sleep could not complete
 
 There are sirens in the birds
 And you and I are too far apart
 And my eyes need a shave
 
 What else can go wrong?
 Now that I'm not longed for
 Wild life seems wrong
 Won't care
 Won't stare
 You've got family out there
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 The silver black boot
 That cracked my front tooth
 
 Is a new kind of truth
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 I'm getting used to
 Come back lonely
 How sad, if only
 I don't believe you don't care
 You've got family out there
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 Where the power lines are down
 Whipping sparks around
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 Like angels touching down
 I see you there
 
 How sad, if only
 Don't believe you don't care
 You've got family out there
 You've got family out there