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Send a letter home to your mother

And tell her who you've been

Don't ask for money or a favor

Just an old blue blanket

That you can lay your head in



'Cause there's a pen in your hand

That won't talk sense anymore

There's a ceiling fan

Showing movies on the floor



There's a gun on the table

Telling jokes about your friends

And the chairs are all laughing

At this night that never ends



Things are subject to change

As days go by

Things are subject to change tonight

Take a long fall out of this slow game

And blow a kiss hello good-bye

By any other nick name

Is "You knew me then

Now watch me go



There's a picture on the wall

That looks a lot like home

There's a story you tell

And you wish it was your own

There's a girl you met who says

She's seen you before

And there's a letter that you left

Says that's not you anymore



You were never very clever

Walking straight lines

Down a curved road

Whisper, laugh and shout

At every other pleasure

'Til you closed your eyes

And disappeared without a trace