Here

The world is a cold dead place baby,

the man says

and you can see

he means every word

You've got to do it for me now,

he says

and you can see

he means that too

 

he sets you down

tired

heavy

walks out into the night

and then he is gone

a dying light

a dying song

in a cold dead world

 

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