Boy, you left me at the railway station
Penny in pocket, pen in hand
Thinking you were such a romantic
Such a Renaissance man

Monday morning I drank that last cigarette down slowly on the road by my house, knowing once it was gone I would start thinking again. All would be trouble. I cleaned last night out of necessity and tonight I will work for the same reason. Copying, scribbling, avoiding important decisions.

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