don't forget me when you're wealthy
half-naked smoking in a mansion on a hill
with yellow walls full of time to kill
while your husband is at a conference in vegas

call me, spill an absurdly honest stream
about being confused, mad, and home-sick
as all of us will get some time
call me, tell me you used to be mine

sheep will find a wrinkle growing
and try to pretend they never knew
that the shepherd needs herding too
despite the inevitability of life ending