Louie's Room

I don’t know about the cats in the yard
I don’t know about the rumble afar
Well, I do know, but I seem to forget
The matter of the fact that I regret that we met
Well, I had to strip down, so to speak
Some of the words that are gentle and weak
Now, now, I know how this song will start
Now, I know but it don’t make me smart at heart
Come on
Go (?)
Go roll your bones alone, man
Strange how the heart is by far the least noticed disease
Whispering slowly it holds a weeny serenade sleaze
For nobody but me
And now Louie here’s at ease
With the ghost presence of a summer’s breeze
In his room where the spirits survive
He is at ease when the shakers of life arrive