Thought it would’ve been easier to break through somehow
but the sky has turned a darker shade of blue
the lines of communication are slowly breaking down
and I’m feeling lost this winter afternoon
CHORUS
I would’ve picked a sweet white lie
To cling to by and by
Telling me I’d never part from you
I would’ve picked a sweet white lie
To cling to by and by
It would‘ve beat the truth, I already knew
Watching the gathering clouds from down here on the ground
It’s your voice I hear in the rolling of the wind
Your voice is pounding in my brain so loud
Oh please don’t leave me here when dusk is falling
CHORUS
Now dusk is coming on and I’m standing here alone
I’ve worried this thing through and through
the lonesome evening sounds are falling all around
reminding me I’ll always be without you
CHORUS
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Waiting at the Greyhound Station
in some strange town
the man sitting next to me
leathered and weathered brown
he’s spent the last five years
living in his jeans
I used to be something of a songster
the man he said to me
but I got wounded in love and messed up on drugs
now it’s hard to write a good melody
But I’ve been up all night
By the highway side
trying to make my way back home
I got a thermos of whiskey and a lucky wishin’ bon
CHORUS:
Say what you want to say
Do what you want to do with your life
I’m already on my way
But thank you kind people for all your advice
Thank you kind people for all your advice
Now if you’re looking for a window
to the other side
let me recommend Greyhound
as the best place to catch your ride
our coach pulls out of the station
off to some midnight destination
he says, hey man - when we get where we’re going
would ya buy me something to eat?
look at those people, we left them in the dust
stuck in the land of in between
stuck in the land of in between
But I’ve been up all night
by the highway side
trying to make my way back home
I got a thermos of whiskey and a lucky wishin’ bon
CHORUS
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Running past the South Brooklyn Casket Company
I felt triumphant
Pounding the pavement
Oh, to be in motion
Flying down the street
The doors opened
and I looked in
rows and rows of coffins
waiting there for me
CHORUS
I woke up
Feeling down today
Seeing the caskets gleaming green
Beckoning to me
I think I’ll choose to stay
Here another day
here another day
On that same day
Something in the air changed
the ache of longing
autumn brings
Things left upsopken
Not lost but broken
I wonder what part of me
will be the first to fade away
CHORUS
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