dropped me off at detox,ni watched you drive away.nwe spent twenty minutes saying our goodbyes.nni got a dose of methadone;nit'll make me feel okay.nbut when it wears off, then i know you're gone.nni'll be out in seven days,nout of this drug-induced haze.nbut you will be on your way to seattle, to seattle.nnso i hope and i praynthat we'll be together again someday. andnmaybe you might wait around, wait around for me.nnthings could be better,nbut i guess i can't complain.nthey got cereal and the nurses are mostly sane.ni've been been playing ping pong nand sleeping in a chairnthrough the meetings, ndreaming you are somehow there.nni'll be out in seven days,nout of this drug-induced hazenbut you will be on your way to seattle.nni'll be out in seven daysnthat's not soon enough.ni'll be out in seven days;nthat's not soon enough for you.nnwe'll be gone nand that's one less reason to carry onnwith two broken heartsnwhen we put 'em together, find the missing partsnin seattle, in seattle.