.Sadly I woke up in Connecticut
in some Nightingale’s art deco Murphy bed.
And the wall-to-wall shag loneliness
was more fuel on the burning mess.
I hope you saw the flames before they died.
Your brother is a friend I’ll hate to lose.
He said you’re somewhere down .
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