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It's impossible
to be sure now...

I see how it is
when the furballs
stick to the ground
I can't tell you
how I am! now,
I can't tell you
how I am now!
I see my face aging
quietly
I see my face and my neck
slowly sagging! sagging!
(IT ISN'T VERY)
sagging! sagging! (VERY BECOMING
OF ME) of me,
of me..

It's it's it's
what it is
I am not
what I was.

I see you, I see the
simple pleasure in getting in
this car.
I leave you among
the dusty
clearing -
you have nothing! you have nothing!

.

I hear the news of another
marriage gone
wrong, I wonder why my luck is well
I see you fall
and scrape your ankle,
and nothing said
nothing's ever done and nothing's ever worse;
nothing's ever worse than the
maybes or
how come's of coming-
ah, food on the table
drinks in your glasses!
food on the table!
no drinks in your glasses-
take this!
TAKE THIS TAKE THIS TAKE THIS

I have nothing in the garden-
only, only, only
what I've given you
this, this is, this is
the Liberation - I think a letter
from a friend
I don't remember her daughter 'cause
she was so small
and I guess my mind was
just as lost and just as uncollective
as her's -
as her's! AS HER'S! as her's!

I don't expect,
I don't expect
anything..
I don't expect,
I don't expect because
when I expect
I am always
disappointed.