Traceylee

Since you've been away, I don't know what to do, but each night pray, break my maddened stone, say life will have to do, you still want me home, keep the time of day, does lying make it true, if facts gets in the way, somehow play the scone, laugh like fixed with glue, I am not a drone, the mall is one escape, whisky is not my ruin, you've eaten all the cake, confined within my zones, there’s little more to do, take the path and go, flee by creep of moon.