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pinch my nose, clenching toes
rotting green flesh, kinship woes
the man staying in the room
next door is surely dying
legal drug deals, chaplains
state workers, nurses, mobile beds
i think that the institution
surely thriving
tribal pow wows, faces forgotten
catching flights, calling out of work
catholic guilt, reconciliation
stirring old thoughts, old fears
showing off, repressed tears
at the dinner table we only
speak of the dying
oh my god i've
become lost and gone
i am one of the dying
those i've loved that won't speak my name
and i'll send post cards but it's not the same as
what it was, what it could, tell me am i already-
oh my god
oh my god
farewells, snapshots, long days
tired stories on replay
the man staying in the room
next door is surely dying
reaching back, pulling forth
old times, past ghosts
bridges burned, walk with ease
this is his last chance to
get it right, i guess
he hears hang ups
not hung up, he persists
i turn red and yellow
i've never tried anything this true
tried and true dying man
i won't cry for you
you're more alive than any creature
that i have ever-
oh my god i've
become lost and gone
i am the one who's dying
those i've loved that won't speak my name
and i'll send post cards but it's not the same as
what it was, what it could, tell me am i already-
oh my god
oh my god
missing pieces, that's what i am to you
fading pictures, that's what you are to me
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