Glue Man" by Fugazi

I spent it all

On the bag

On the drag



The sun comes up, the tide rolls out

The trucks roll by the park still a park

Where children play and pick up stones

Anything to make them feel less alone-he's alone



His mind is his own town where his thoughts run aground

They fall all over and down



I spent it all

On the bag

On the drag



The sun comes down, the tide rolls back

We crawl out way back to the house we call home

He holds his home in the palm of his hand

And he says, and he says



You are my everyone, you are my anyone

You are my anytime, you are my everytime

You are my everywhere...anywhere