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Streetlights, oh, they wake up slowly
and I must have been walking for miles
I've thought it all over; this all needs to be let go.
Embers still glow over pictures
and letters of congratulations.
And as time finds you far from this place,
Just swear to God you'll write,
I won't ask for more.
We should have seen this coming.
What are you waiting for?
Will you be waiting forever, love?
What are you waiting for?
I can't wait forever.
Midnight: Anywhere but home is where I hide
I can stand the cold, but not goodbye
And there's nothing I could say
that would make any difference now.
The dark road, the pavement drowned in a pale glow
The shadows are infinitely empty.
I thought there was so much more to this place.
I swear to God I'll write,
But don't ask for more
Streetlights can sense the dark as the sun sets,
but I won't be shining as long as you're so far from this place
I swear to God I'll write but don't ask for more!
What are you waiting for?
I can't wait forever.
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Dots & Flags
03:49
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My thoughts leak like liquid through a cracked glass,
at least you know I'm on to you
I sliced my fingers trying to hold them back,
and had to let go
So why bother trying to refill the cup?
I guess we all have our vices
I continue to indulge this reckless habit,
but I seem to have made a mess again
And I know that I will never learn
When confusion comes in empty words
And I'm staring vacantly out of my window.
And there's so much more I have to do
While I'm locked up here waiting for you
If I could only figure out how to loosen my tethers.
My thoughts are scribbled and scratched out and mangled,
until they fit inside a melody
And the sound of a guitar used to be more
than just a canvas for it all
So why bother trying to write them down
if I know I'll never sing them?
Why put pen to paper when the ink serves
only to remember the sting again?
And it's all become a blur to me
Just dots & flags and rhyme schemes
Neat and sorted documents of mistakes and memories.
Already sick of songs I've never heard
To which I know all of the words
Humming along to every measure
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Karma come and collect me, she said,
I've got no time for these lazy regrets;
I've got no time to tell you how I feel.
I never meant to mention your name,
one of the many messes I've mixed you up in;
We'd need a miracle to make our way from here.
Baby, you'd better believe me, she said,
It's not exactly what they told you I did;
It's not exactly that I haven't told the truth.
I never wanted to dampen your smile,
one of the many ways I've wasted your while.
I made a mile-long list of what I wanted to tell you;
Well, I guess I never had the time...
These secrets paid for all their worth
I had one stiff drink to quench my thirst
I've got a lot of nerve, I'm sure you wouldn't argue.
But I was too shook-up to keep it on
I had another dream that you were gone
I couldn't bear the thought that I could ever harm you.
But the debt was paid for all its worth
I had another drink and left for work
And then my stuttered thoughts were not enough to charm you.
In the morning I was shaken awake, I felt your arm
And it was obvious that I was wrong
I couldn't bear the thought, so I kept insisting
Ignorance is bliss.
I tried to tell you, but I never had the time...
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Jack Byrne Boston, Massachusetts
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