Lyric Gone Away

It s not the clothes that she borrows
just call me out - you know I ll follow
Back thru the backdoor into June
Luck will sleep the October June

Sometimes in deep thought I m 31
she s wanting kids
sounds like fun,
I ll teach them to sing along
sure beats the end of a smoking gun

And I know that god exists
because I feel him sometimes
when she takes up the sheets
or my telephone lines, but
when I m home she says:
“Baby you re a lie...”
“You re not really here.”
“You ve gone away...”