What are you doing withering away?
Yes, I've heard, you've lost the will to play
Whatever happened to those fluid movements?
You were so proud of in the intimate moments
What about the girl you left at the altar?
Now, now, now she is planning your funeral
Didn't you learn anything at the protest rally
When you and yours were flooding the capital?
What about your days of glory
When your life was anything but boring?
Now you're making these morbid phone calls
And the friends, they gather to cuss and console
What were you doing in that awful decade
After the news broke and those murderous policies were made?
What were you doing running around
When I was here for you, well away from that crowd?

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