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Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down, |
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The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below. |
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Following their footsteps through the neon-darkened corridors, |
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Of silent desperation, never speaking to a soul. |
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The poison air he's breathing has the dirty smell of dying, |
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Cause it's never seen the sunshine and it's never felt the rain. |
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But Casey minds the arrows and ignores the fatal echoes, |
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Of the clicking of the turnstiles and the rattle of his chains. |
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"Oh," she said: "Casey, it's been so long since I've seen you." |
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"Here," she said: "just a kiss to make a body smile." |
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"See," she said: "I've put on new stockings just to please you." |
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"Lord," she said. "Casey, can you only stay a while." |
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Casey leaves the underground and stops inside The Golden Crown, |
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For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bones. |
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Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men, |
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Who reach for anything they can to keep from going home. |
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Standing in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitter, |
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Never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by. |
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Then he stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason, |
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Is the beer that's in his belly or the tear that's in his eye. |
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"Oh," she said: "I suppose you seldom think about me." |
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"Now," she said: "now that you've a family of your own." |
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"Still," she said: "It's so blessed good to feel your body." |
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"Lord," she said: "Casey, it's a shame to be alone." |
