I will trace these charcoal streets
and wonder which of them is mine
There's somewhere I long to be:
another place, another time
The shadows gather in the alley
to plot the pattern of my fall
I hear their chatter when I'm sleeping
I pretend it doesn't bother me at all
Fill up my cup tonight
with the weight of your dream
Dance upon the skin of the earth-
make her body sing
I have sung her tragic praises
'neath her banners of defeat
I drank everything that was offered
You know her sorrow tastes so sweet
Oh, how I tried to walk a straight line
and I just ended up back here:
between whiskey colored sunsets
waiting for the day to disappear
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I have traced these charcoal streets
Nothin' left to claim as mine
Just the echoes of memories
and some ghost town valentines
and these ghost town valentines