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Michael McDermott Last Chance Lounge Spark Some doors seem like they're always shut, The hand of fate still seems corrupt When you're caught on the wrong side of your own generation. Found the cracks like midnight barks. Intoxication, the slipstream narcs. Does the temple of your soul need restoration? Gareth lived here his whole damn life, His job, his lover, his complex wife. He said "I've never even thought of leaving." He said, "Believe it or not I'm quite content. Every now and again I kneel and repent, But I never seem to find that feeling of healing, baby." Spark the heart in a godless night. Spark the dark 'til it turns to light. Spark the colors in the eyes that blame. Spark the embers 'til they turn to flame. From the small towns where the dreams don't hide To the big city where they do collide To these hotel rooms where the clocks have ceased their ticking. He dreamt of Paris and MTV, Ireland and the BBC. But now the dream well it only makes him sicken. No one knows his name or even cares As he stumbles drunk up and down those stairs Or the spirits' fire that burns within his temper. He's haunted by every train running south And every lover that he brought to his mouth. Fear of secrets that may soon be rendered, or surrendered, baby. Spark the heart in a godless night. Spark the dark 'til it turns to light. Spark the colors in the eyes that blame. Spark the embers 'til they turn to flame. Yeah, she dyed her hair since the last time we spoke. I got her a drink and I lit up her smoke. And she said "I don't know how I wound up so defeated." She said "These pictures in this place always make me sad, Make me think about the family I never had. I hate the fact that I'm always feeling cheated." While the jukebox plays Your Cheatin' Heart. Can't see the wounds as well when you're in the dark. She said "I'll be right back," but I knew she was lying. Me I knew I needed different company. These kind of talks always get to me. This place smells like everybody's dying, or trying, baby. Spark the heart in a godless night. Spark the dark 'til it turns to light. Spark the colors in the eyes that blame. Spark the embers 'til they turn to flame. Yeah, spark... Need a little spark... Just a little spark... |
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