I want to bring you back home.
L a y in the f l oo r be d
Watch the p u r p le house
In the wi n do w
G r o w shad e
on the corners of the
o a k pa ne ls
ya wn with im petu ous whistles,
C o e r ce hor ns from tr af f ic
M u m b l in g h o m e le s s asking for spare-changes.
L a y I n th e flo or bed.
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