| South Union |
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| I left you in the morning |
| Still drunk on melodrama |
| You’re so pretty so natural |
| But I had to salvage honor |
| Down your spiral staircase |
| The television I bought you |
| Took a deep breath |
| Of your endless love perfume |
| The carnage that the storm left |
| Six inches on the ground |
| The south side of Chicago |
| Stands eerily so sound |
| I looked up at your window |
| Hand out as if to touch you; |
| You used to be so perfect |
| Why did I ever meet you? |
