Singles

The walk, the bus, the train, the stop.

The eyes, the look, the walk, the shop.

The clock, the lift, the bar, the man.

The drink, the glass, the coke, the can.

Your smile, your watch, your smoke, your breath.

My mind, my soul, my heart, my death.
 
We go, we talk, we drink, we smoke.

I laughed enough, I sold my soul.

You picked it up and let me go.


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