Yesterday I observed
The wilderness man
He lived very far away
Living off the land
Outside his home all alone
He stood and seemed to say
Tomorrow you will all be gone
But as for me, here I stay
You will be gone, I'll forget you
Television is one-way
And I was never really there
But he is there to this day
And he has no need of me
Nor you nor anyone
But I find that I have need of him
Living in the humdrum
Living in the humdrum
Eating from a plastic dish
Wishing there were someone
To tell me what to wish
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