I took the bus down to the market
The driver said, "this costs $4.50"
And I said, "I know"
Your face was in the news for reasons better left unsaid
And I was sad to know you
They say the darkness loves us all
As mothers love their growing children
But you were always oh-so-prodigal
And mother always loved you best
Well now the rain is pooling in the road
My socks are much more eager swimmers than my bitter toes
And you're receding in my mind
Cos I have felt you for the last time