Old man sits and thinks about his home. Doesn`t matter `cause he`s all alone. What he`d give to get back on his own. Curses his body `cause it`s old and it gives no transportation. He sits in his one room shack alone but it provides no consolation.
What a shame, his time is nearin`. His eyes won`t let him see the skies are clearin`. Someone tells him without his hearin`. It`s no news to those who`ve been around while things are changin`
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