I can’t hear a word your saying
I’m lost in my own mind and I’m alone
I’ve been walking all day long
Can’t find my way back home
It’s easier when you’ve got friends
To help you take the turn you need
My friends are long gone from my side
All I can do is wish gods speed
So let me be
Who I am
If you see me
You’ll see a man
Who’s looking for a friendly place
To rest my bones and weakened flesh
To ease my soul and shallow breath
My ears are gone from the Hilti gun
My skin is red from the New York sun
I’m earning now I’m living well
I’m yearning for the Liffey swell
Yonkers in the summer heat
Breakfast beer and whiskey neat
I killed a man all in the game
I’ve no regrets he’d do the same
I can’t hear a word she says
Only echoes of lost days
27/01/2023 Friday 647
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