Similar dislikes
Taking the back seat as we drive
Wind throws the powder to the side
We sit alone for a while
Watch him grow old and withered
Saints die and the sinners with them
The stain on the pavement stays the same
Telepathy is he alright
Curled up at home with his wine
Is this the day he says goodbye
Guess that it is goodbye for now
The days all start out the same way
Too tired to step outside
Reflection feigning a friend says
I'm here and I'm listening but
All that comes out is
Are you done
Are you finished
Alright, cheers