Woorden: Zebraplop. Pretty Nobody.

:
I?ve been traveling far, far away.
Where the trees don?t call my name,
the poet?s laugh at my mistakes,
and the rain?s my only friend.

I?ve been traveling far, far away,
within a sky of fallen planes.
I met with my lovely lady,
and she left me in the rain.

The blue streamed through to salvage me from here,
but left Ms. Nobody in the clear.
I?ve seen the rain a thousand times,
the but never felt the flood.

I returned with empty hands, to my home.
Now, there, I lie alone.
My pretty nobody,
she took the cobblestones,
the birds, the blue, the baby, the bed, the daisies,
and left me alone with the trees.