The middle aged madonna calls her neighbor on the phone. Day by day, the seasons pass and leave her life alone. But she'll go walking out that door o… - Neil Peart

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The middle aged madonna
calls her neighbor on the phone.
Day by day, the seasons pass
and leave her life alone.
But she'll go walking out that door
on some bright afternoon
to go and paint big cities
from a lonely attic room. -- Middletown Dreams (1985)