Gracie

Please don't act fine, playing out your games, as if there's a chime, maybe it's the blues, hung on some lousy frame, makes it always you, nothing turns out right, so far away from rain, sleeping rough with wine, what's the latest bum tune, coming home you say, it'll pass for good news, naked to your crimes, you face the coming day, lost in your own designs, who gave you the cue, to wait for dismal train, remember the choices, darling children's names?