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Absent Minded Melody

It’s dusk as all the shadows fall, the sun is laid to rest
At night this city comes to life as the light dies in the west
Here we stand as the second hand spins circles ’round the clock
Smoke so thick you need a lighthouse, so loud I can’t hear myself talk
Someone whispered in my ear. It’s not like it was before
I don’t know what happened here, I guess we just got bored

The good old days – yeah I suppose
I’m glad they’re behind us now
The only thing worse than growing up
Is never quite learning how
Late at night we toss and we turn
Lay awake til dawn
We close our eyes as the sun comes up
And we’re gone


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