Oranges are not for sale
At any store for several blocks around
The part of town where fruit just brings in flies
Corner building used to be
Something else and now it's finally sold
Then it's eight stories high in two years' time
Laundry folded in a bag
Underneath a chart of price per pound
Quarter machine out of order sign
"Open on holidays!"
Used to be a corner with a mural of folks
That you would see walking around
Used to be a shop where a guy could fix
Anything that had broke down
Used to be a man who I'd see around
And he used to be my pal
But I just heard the news that David's dead
Still tryna wrap my head around
I have paid rent to the same
Lord of land for ten plus years, and now
I'm tired as hell of living life this way
Faces in the hallway change
And you know who to let in and out
No one says hello or meets your eye
So-called friend who only says
"Let's hang out" if he runs into me
He says "Next week" and I see him in five
I remember parties where people would dance
To rock 'n' roll all night
I remember parties where people would show
Up just to start a fight
I remember nights when we did both
And I remember what you wore:
A turquoise dress and tequila grin
A mirthful mess when you walked in the door
Can collectors making rounds
After dark and I can hear them clank
I just drank and it's money in the bank
Is it a mess again? (???)
Witnesses just rang my bell
Saturday when I was sleeping in
Is that why their magazine is called "Awake"?
You can see me laughing to myself alone
Walking down the steps to the train
You can see me writing words in a book
Waiting for a bus in the rain
You can see a stranger asking me for a buck
And you can see me saying "Sure"
'Cause I just got the word that David's dead
You won't see him ask me anymore
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