Glue Man" by Fugazi
On the bag
I spent it all On the drag
The trucks roll by the park still a park
The sun comes up, the tide rolls out
Where children play and pick up stones
Anything to make them feel less alone
His mind is his own town where his thoughts run aground
They fall all over and down On the bag
I spent it all
On the drag
The sun comes down, the tide rolls back We crawl out way back to the house we call home
He holds his home in the palm of his hand
And he says, and he says You are my everyone, you are my anyone
You are my everywhere.anywhereYou are my anytime, you are my everytime.
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