they were old man jack and crazy earl, who’re not there anymore
we moved when dad found a new job to new schools and older games
lonelier neighborhood than before, it’s not there anymore
I quit my childhood bitter and sought out what was familiar
hey mister, outside the liquor store, it’s not there anymore
the brown house, my family it bore, it’s not there anymore
an empty lot by the liquor store, it’s not there anymore
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