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I'm just here on a rock
Just to collect my thoughts.
No one 'bout what I say,
So I go on livin' this way.

Smoke a listen to tunes.
Passerby's get high fumes.
Ponder the meaning of in my mind,
about suicide from time to time

is not a choice,
I wont be to hear her voice,
So I pick up my guitar and
A mellow bluesy noise.

Nobody about me,
Who I am or ill be
me here sad and lonely,
But it sets me free.