The letter dropped
You left it lost
Or wouldA note was left
Inside your head
For you
The vacant lot
That marks your spot
Is stillWhere nothing moves
And moments marked
Your will
It keeps coming around…
The empty chair
The shadows there
RemainWith blinds pulled down
And prayers cried out
In vain
The silhouette
That set against
The lightShines where eyes
Can't see beyond
The sky
It keeps coming around...

Well don't get any splinters on the floor

When you go down in the hole

Why don't you join people on the lawn

You work full time


Like a mole
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Lost on the highwaySomebody waved to me"I'm Mia, I'm lost againYeah"
Come on
Drink up all the tea girlI wait with you
'till you warm up your feet
I wait
Gone on the highwaySo far away from home
Oh Mia, she fell asleep
Yeah
Please don't worry about the weatherYou're safe and warmUnder lullabies lightnings
I knowSomewhere in the rainSomebody waits for youBut Mia,
It's understoodIs gone