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He loved that time like it was the last
He kissed his wife like she was the only one
And each of his kids like they were the only child
He crossed the street with his shy step
He climbed to the construction site like it was a machine
He raised four solid walls on the balcony
Brick by brick in a magical design
His eyes glazed over with cement and tears

He sat down to rest like it was Saturday
He ate his bread with cheese like he was a prince
He drank and sobbed like he was a castaway
He danced and laughed like he heard music
And stumbled in the sky with his drunken step
And floated through the air like he was a bird
And ended up on the ground like a limp sack
And agonized in the middle of the public square
He died against the flow, blocking the traffic

He loved that time like it was the last
He kissed his wife like she was unique
And each of his kids like they were the prodigal one
He crossed the street with his drunken step
He climbed to the construction site like it was solid
He raised four magical walls on the balcony
Brick by brick in a logical design
His eyes glazed over with cement and traffic

He sat down to rest like he was a prince
He ate his bread with cheese like he was the best
He drank and sobbed like he was a machine
He danced and laughed like he was next
And stumbled in the sky like he heard music
And floated through the air like it was Saturday
And ended up on the ground like a shy sack
He agonized in the middle of the castaway square
He died against the flow, blocking the public

He loved that time like it was a machine
He kissed his wife like it was logical
He raised four limp walls on the balcony
He sat down to rest like he was a bird
And floated in the air like he was a prince
And ended up on the ground like a drunken sack
He died against the flow, blocking Saturday

For that bread to eat and the ground to sleep
Registration to be born, permission to laugh
For letting me breathe and for letting me exist
God bless you
For that grace we have to drink
For that smoke of misfortune we have to cough
For the scaffolding of people to rise and fall
God bless you
For that harpy that one day will doubt and spit on us
And for the flies and kisses that will come to cover us
And for the final cloak that will finally redeem us
God bless you