TO YOU ALONE
YOU MISS YOUR HOME
TRIED TO GO BACK THERE
GET WHAT YOU OWN
ROCK ON THE BOTTOM
DIRT ON THE TOP
EARTHS ARE REDUNDANT
BRAINS WILL JUST ROT
WROTE YOU A LETTER
PAID FOR THE STAMP
I DIDN'T SEND IT
TIL YOU GOT BACK
I HEARD THAT EYES
ARE FOR THE WISE
AND SLEEP'S FOR THE DEAD
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