There's a heart
and its lonely
there's a clock
turning slowly
there's the bed
cold and empty
...and the walls, and the bars, for me
There's a man
in a prison
for a crime
he won't deny
freedom
he hardly remembers
...behind the walls, and the bars, for me
There's a wife
now six feet under
There's a boy
left without a home
and the days
stretch on forever
...behind the walls, and the bars, for me

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