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Some summers in the evening after 6 or so
I walk on down the hill
And maybe buy a beer
I think about my friends
Sometimes I wish they lived out here
But they wouldn't dig this town
No they wouldn't dig this town

Im not one to look behind I know that times must change.
But over there in barrytown they do things very strange.
Though youre not my enemy,
Id like things like they used to be.
And though youd like some company,
Im standing by myself.
Go play with someone else.
I can see by what you carry that you come from barrytown.

6 am day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping
I am numb
Up the stairs to her apartment
She is balled up on the couch

You might put your love and trust on the line.
It's risky. People love to tear them down. Let 'em try.
Do it anyway.
Risk it anyway.

If you're paralyzed by the voice in your head,
It's the standing still that should be scaring you instead.
Go on and … do it anyway.

Sometimes I get the feeling
That I won't be on this planet
For very long

I really like it here
I'm quite attached to it
I hope I'm wrong

(Damn)
I ordered something, it took a while
This morning something was on my doorstep
What's this I'm holding? Time capsule order
Cause I'm a brand new man, and I don't think I want it,
I don't think I want it,
A row of flags hangin behind me
With guarded up mics and questions, and photo-flashes blind me,

Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes
Things that remind him: 'Life has been good'
Twenty-five years
He's worked at the paper
A man's here to take him downstairs
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones

She plays wipeout on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather around to sing the guitar
Oh I...have you got nothing to say

When all words fail she speaks
Her mix tape's a masterpiece
Walks through the garden so the roses can see

from the back of your big brown eyes
i knew you'd be gone as soon as you could
and i hoped you would
we could see that you weren't yourself
and the lines on your face did tell
it's just as well
you'd never be yourself again

All is quiet his tired eyes
see figures jotted down
And clothes all strewn around
the bedroom flood
Now nothing's adding up
And nothing's making sense
She's sleeping like a baby
She doesn't like a baby

September '75 I was 47 inches high
Mom said someday I would have
A bad ass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up after class

Now I'm big and important
one angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces

Won't you look up at the skyline
At the mortar, block, and glass
And check out the reflections in my eyes
You see they always used to be there
Even when this was all was grass
And I sang and danced about a high-rise
And you were laughing at my helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Shattered at dawn, so far for so long
Feeling you leap out of time
Thinking I don’t want this thing to end
I want a blue sky

Where our stony paths meet
Comfy color sheets,
Thinking when our pale knees need a cigarette in a morning beat under the blue sky

Good morning, son.
I am a bird
Wearing a brown polyester shirt
You want a coke?
Maybe some fries?
The roast beef combo's only $9.95
It's okay, you don't have to pay
I've got all the change

She's a million miles away
From me
Separated by a hollow wooden door
Some time we can't erase
Serves me right
To let her in the first time
That she knocked