Seeing Jimmy
Jimmy lived his life out
In the Sunset Ranch motel
Just a bit off Prospect
With pavement for a view
Surrounded by his litter
Magazines and trash
TV always on
Smoke streaming from the ash
It's not easy
To talk to Jimmy
It's not easy
To drink his beer
Always makes you wonder
What the hell you're doing here
A military veteran
Maybe never went to war
Crippled by dementia
Or dreams of something more
Mary comes on Tuesdays
To bring him his hot meal
She yells a little at him
But asks him how he feels
It's not easy
To talk to Jimmy
It's not easy
To drink his beer
Always makes you wonder
What the hell you're doing here
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