This empty place
The look on your face
This paralyzed feeling
To know that you're healing
The many stars
Expensive cars
Wheels and spokes
Tallies and votes
And I know people like you
They're always just passing through
When they were here they didn't even care for you
People like you
The quicksands
Your thin white hands
Wedding rings and steeples
Curious people
A kingdom lost
At any cost
Ten feet of rope
A puff for the smoke
And I know people like you
And they won't even help
With a box or two
They just sit and they stare
Out of the window at you
People like you

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