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Some sick moon hidden through concrete
Woke me up singing 'Wagon Wheel'
I pounded on the wall with my empty fist
Singing no light sir not here
I hear the devil laughing someone's one last drink
After the bars let out a thousand deli sandwiches
In their greasy paper floating home
Carried in plastic bags jammed with paper
Eaten alone at the kitchen table
Thrown in the trash they cut down the tree out back
Now the dirt can see the way we really live
Jen crying by the wall
One high heel on its side
When you die you never come back
So I dream a life of dancing never letting no one down
In a taxi through the town
No more strangers in my living room
The last days of waste and worry
Onto new anxieties I know
The answer I don't want to know
When you die you never come back
So I dream a life of dancing never letting no one down
In a taxi through the town
No more strangers in my living room
The last days of waste and worry
Onto new anxieties I know
The answer but I let it go