They've left me alone again,

In this dark and empty room.

So I guess I'll toy around with the dead wren

And discuss my problems with the gloom.

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They've all think I've lost my mind,

But I'll have to stop there and disagree,

For my mind's not gone anywhere at all,

It's just lost track of me...