Beat Beat Flat Line
The house across the street
This evening has no light.
It lost its last heart beat
From within when they took sweet
Ninety five year old grandma to a nursing home over
on Wright.
The house across the street
That was made with love from concrete
Has said good night.
It lost its last heart beat
Through some ones awful deceit.
Boy, does that bite.
The house across the street
Has no one to greet.
This all happened to night.
It lost its last heart beat
I can't help it that thought I repeat.
To me it's an eerie sight.
The house across the street
It lost its last heart beat.
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