At least I know there are other people now,
The question now is, “Where are they hiding?”
I walk down the road, knocking on random doors,
But there is no sign of life at all,
I find a little café.
The doors are locked from inside,
I try to kick a window in,
But I bounce right off,
Fall over backwards and scrape my hand,
Grit and gravel rammed under the skin,
I get up and think, “I need to clean the wound,
I’ll see if this place has a tap out back”.
And it's just my rotten luck,
The gate is bolted tight,
I can’t get a grip to climb over,
Looks like my luck has run dry,
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