Every day I lie a little more
Every night I cry a little more
Every day I’ve died a little more
From fright
Of you
And just saying
Hello
‘Cause then
What would you think?
O’ that mad man
Standing there
A grinning
Why do you feign insane?
Mr. Sad man
But no
None of them know
The pain that lies inside
Decaying all the lines
Of actual communication
And so I die
Like the age old
Sailing ships
So barnacle encrusted
They just sink down to the bottom
And for all time there they lie
As I
 
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