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[ti:A Song To Pass The Time] |
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[ar:Bright Eyes] |
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[al:Fevers And Mirrors] |
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[offset:0] |
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There is a middle-aged woman dragging her feet |
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She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat |
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While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street |
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And they laugh in a language I don't understand |
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But I love them |
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Why do I love them |
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So the neighborhood is dimming as I smoke on the porch |
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And watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars |
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And on their faces just anger or disappointment |
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I start wishing there was something I could offer them |
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A consolation what could I offer them |
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When they are sad in their suburbs robots water the lawn |
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And everything they touch gets dusted spotless |
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So they start to believe that they haven't touched anything at all |
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While the cars in the driveway only multiply |
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They are lost in their houses |
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I have heard them sing in the shower |
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And making speeches to their sister on the telephone |
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Saying You come home |
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Darling you come here |
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Don't stay so far away from me |
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This weather has me wanting love more tangible |
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Something I can hold because it's getting cold |
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So lets hold up our fists to the flame in the sky |
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To block out the light that is reaching for our eyes |
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Because it would blind us It will blind us |
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Now I have locked my actions in the grooves of routine |
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So I may never be free of this apathy |
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But I wait for a letter that is coming to me |
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She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope |
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So there still is hope |
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Yes I can be healed |
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There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer |
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In my pockets deep |
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You will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me |
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But will you still want me |
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Well I say come for the week |
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You can sleep in my bed |
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And then pass through my life like a dream through my head |
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It will be easy I will make it easy |
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But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time |
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A melody to keep me from worrying |
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Oh some simple progression to keep my fingers busy |
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And some words that are sure to come back to me and they will be laughing |
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My mediocrity My mediocrity |
