He packs his bags, leaving some things behind Takes in the last sip from yesterday’s glass of wine Wrinkles don’t matter, on him or on his clothes Nothing he can do now, his door about to close How this did happen, how it all came about? That’s a tough one to say, a tough one no doubt An answer to the question, just wait if you will The time to tell it, there’s no time to kill For him it’s a dream, figment of a jaded imagination Brought on in a scene repeated and dead to sensation Numb he became, figured there’s nothing to do Why wait for the crash, like ‘29, lost all everyone knew Packing he continues, what else should he be doing? Those pictures won’t fit, “how soon are you going”? He stops and he thinks and makes up his mind To leave it all packed, unopened, to leave it behind The difference this time is the same as before A stranger called my bluff, two aces against my two fours Seeing the chips lay there, seeing how the chips fall Best turn away, who wants to hear “I’ve lose it all”? Play another hand, can’t lose anymore, foolish thought “I’m not leaving like this, I’m a fighter, stronger I fought” What’s beyond comprehension, taken so many blows There’s no fight left, I’d lose like always, you suppose. No one had to tell him, truth came with 3 shots of 1.75 You can see what’s left, you can see it in his eye Recalling that packing, it brings all this mess home It’s not his leaving that kills, it’s leaving each one alone His body still punches, never landing, say it as it is Every opponent would take a shot, take what is his The gloves will hang, get used never more Like all he pretended to pack, with nothing to store When did it happen and why’d it happen so quick? You’re left to guess too, while he bleeds out from nicks Fighting got to fighter, the fighter pretending, is not true Take one look or a glance, you figure everyone knew? The trip will be short, realizing he must get on his way Night comes too soon, he confirmed he really can’t stay If you could look what he took, I’d think you’d agree He took nothing that’s precious, you saw it, I believe