I did what I could
If it would do any good
Like you should
Now I'm the last to leave
I bricked up all the windows
And I bricked up the doors
Just one more
To do when I go
I buried all the chocolate
And buried all the bones
I'm alone
In the once great Hogan
This morning the sun
Rose at the top of the peak
In 53 days
I'll be the last to leave
In 53 days
I'll be the last to leave
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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