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Dusty stare at me
Looking like a nightmare
I shave, try to save
Something of the man that's still
Not much to say, of the man who stayed in Monterey

The stores' open doors
Gape across the square and
As mans trembling hands
Tilt the bag his bottles
Things are looking grey, for the man who stayed in

Honey, darling, sweetheart, angel, little dove
The man who left you is pretty grim
Hypnotising, wine is my new love
'Cos it your memory soft and dim

Now I walk from the
eyed and droopy shouldered
Scruffy shoes, flopping
I know I'm tired and older
One more empty day, for the man who in Monterey

in my lap
Sparkling rush up to me
From the page, with age
All these things I are truly
Flowers on the grave, of the man who in Monterey

Flowers on the grave, of the man who stayed in