Текст Hop Along – Sally II

Two days gone, somebody
Checked in on you, that unsettling smell
Had gotten into
All the tenant’s rooms

But your brother doesn’t want to know
And nobody told your caseworker you died
Weightlifting magazines, your little TV sets
Your cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes
Some ad sent you a big fake
Million dollar bill
You thought it was the real thing
You were gonna buy the world

How crushing it must have been to find
This is not your place, this is
Not your time

At least you’re numb to the sun
Crashing down upon
Your fifty-something hide

Time’s already working hard against the mind
There is no kindness, there’s a different
Kind of crime
Voices you were hearing baby-blue
Was it God
Why did he only want to talk to you
Your forgotten mind
Is also mine