Sad ManShy Rob
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recorded on Asking (2020)
I am a sad man trying to understand
Why are we here? Doesn’t seem too clear.
How should I know where the wind will blow?
Doesn’t really matter. Does it really matter?
I sit in a garden of ashes wondering why.
I hang my head to cry but all I do is sigh.
No more, no more no more.
Children gather at my feet.
They all scatter when our eyes meet.