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Okkervil River The Stand Ins Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel 1979 Pull down the shades, lets kill the morning Lets kill the morning, let it die Will your eyes flash out a warning But they'll be another morning after afternoon and tonight Fuck long hours sick with singing Sick with singing the same songs In the bars, they'll soon be drinking Lets cash my check and drink along Old times, hello, hey, I've missed you Old life, hey now, let me in Because you win on every issue Now, can I kiss you? Don't you care how long it's been? It has been so many years, I lived my yearning But in every bed, it led me through They only bloom on what was burning And it grew, the fire grew And now with nothing to consume It's turned on me in my glass room Where I'll burn, you think I'm finished Think I'm not winning Well, go on, assume So, take me, I'm yours, morning starship Sparkling stars line your lights as they lift off the loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against I'll let all these fine faces fold into me The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea as the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing We'll take them flying And we'll take this man left almost passed out Cause we're pretty sure he needs a hand He says he can't stand And when we pick him up He asks us where this ship will land But he knows we know it isn't coming down He knows we know we'll fly so far Til finally stars hold him in all around Til he forgets the ground Til he forgets the crawling way Real people sometimes are |
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