Time has given me everything I need
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Lust, pride, gluttony, and relief
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Tomorrow weighs down like
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Clouds hung in the sky
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But right now I'm feeling like
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A rotten present from this life of mine
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So what's there to laugh about?
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I saw a sign in a window
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A bold announcement of the facts
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They got me crying on my pillow
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The only way I can react
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I got along until the first night passed me
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and left me with a new arriving
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Nothing quite as new as before
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something missing, so I looked for more
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I catch a train to the next town's station
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A busy place with a big town's tension
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Reminding me of that place I'd left
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Back home where most of my young life I'd spent
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I moved like a shadow through a slew of streets
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Made like the victim in a crowd of thieves
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Just like it was back home
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Just like it was back home
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And my sentiment caught up with me, of course
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Sign In A Window
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| Swingin' Utters |
