This empty place The look on your face This paralyzed feeling To know that you're healing The many stars Expensive cars Wheels and spokes Tallies and votes And I know people like you They're always just passing through When they were here they didn't even care for you People like you The quicksands Your thin white hands Wedding rings and steeples Curious people A kingdom lost At any cost Ten feet of rope A puff for the smoke And I know people like you And they won't even help With a box or two They just sit and they stare Out of the window at you People like you