.She asked 'how's Seattle' in some motherly talk,
Its okay, its mostly grey,
I think I'm just leveling off.
And sometimes I think I'm running around,
Like a dog with no song, no song.
And I'm following some flickering lamp,
In the fog, the fog.
I know, I.
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