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 There is a middle-aged woman, she's dragging her feet

 She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat

 While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street

 And they laugh in a language I don't understand

 But I love them... why do I love them?

 So the neighborhood's dimming, I smoke on the porch

 Watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars

 And on their faces just anger or disappointment

 I start wishing there was something I could offer them

 A consolation... what could I offer them?

 And they are sad in their suburbs, robots water the lawn

 And everything they touch gets dusted spotless

 And so they start to believe they've not touched anything at all

 And the cars in the driveway only multiply

 They are lost in their houses, I've heard them sing in the shower

 Making speeches to their sister on the telephone

 Saying you come home, you come here, don't stay so far away from me

 This weather has me wanting love more tangible

 Something I can hold... it's getting cold

 I say hold up our fists to a flame in the sky

 To block out the light that's reaching for our eyes

 'Cause it... 'cause it would blind us, yeah it will blind us

 Well I've locked my actions in the grooves of routine

 So I may never be free of this apathy

 But I wait for a letter that's coming to me

 She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope

 So there still is hope, yes, I can be healed

 There is someone looking for what I've concealed

 In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep

 You will find the reasons that I can't sleep

 And you will still want me... but will you still want me?

Will you still want me?

 Well, I say come for the week, you can sleep in my bed

 And pass through my life like a dream through my head

 It will... it will be easy, I'll make it easy

 But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time

 A melody to keep me from worrying

 Some simple progression to keep my fingers busy

 And words that are sure to come back to me

 And they'll be laughing... and they'll be laughing

My mediocrity

My mediocrity