Praise the soul
One of a lonely man
Welcome him in
Converse about things
Listen to his silence
Embrace this loser
Show him the city
The one he can't remember
Show him some pictures
The ones he forgot
He's starting to feel lonely
Feed him some love
Sleep til the morning
It's time to converse
Still sleeping, come back later
Prepare for another day
Still sleeping, not waking up
Prepare for something to say.
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