In The Field The Crops Are Dying (I Am Alone Here Remix)

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The windows of the house
Watch him

In the field the crops are
Dying.

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(I am alone here.
He leaves me in the house.
I want to cry and tear down the
Curtains and throw things.)

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The flower paper sees
When I sit alone at the table

Waiting for him

To return.

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(I am alone here.
He leaves me in the house.
His shadow moves along the walls
When he isn't here.)