My love tell me where did you go
Nights the summer moon was hanging low?
With it's heavy and sanguine glow
You're small and dark and without home

These days I can't find my smile
Just one grain away from a pile
Lost inside the suburban sprawl
Sub divisions and shopping malls

In the blur of the passing days 
I drink so much I forget my name
Driving out to a place in town
Where grass is tall and the faces are brown

Take a shot 
and I'm looking to score
With the white lady
 that loves me more

The past is a sad and tragic play
Where the actors play in rolls they hate
I've seen it all a million times
I've memorized each and every line

I walk the streets a displaced ghost
Past restruraunts and shop windows
Things that only the privileged know
Like tax evasion and a summer home

And no one knows from where I come
Street urchent sex worker bums
Further now than you ever were
But we can't bring back what never was

The past is a sad and tragic play
Where actors play in the rolls they hate
I've seen it all a million times
I've memorized each and every line

And though it fills my heart with pain
I'll watch it over and over again

The Thespian

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