"Sitting By the Window"
The computer's love playing inside my head
Trying to write lines for my bread
For humor just poetry
Wanting to kniow if he knew of me
Shidd, Im just sitting by the window
The winter's cold on the train
See what it shows
Multitude after multitude
Professionals black and white scene
Watching as I'm just sitting by the window
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