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Bright night flowers ask the dust
Make them ours and blame the rust
Stealing every vacant candle when the city's eyes are so deep
Falling in and out of love just to sing the twilight to sleep

When the false alarm and eyes collide
Walk with liars by their side
A thousand Juliets are driving every boy out of his mind

Where you gonna go now the whole thing's shot?
Where you gonna go so you don't get caught?
Where you gonna sleep when the stars turn blue?
How you gonna dance now they want you to?

Where you gonna go now the day's strung out?
You're gonna know what it's all about
Where you gonna hide when the clouds are o'er?

Well he don’t come in from the front door
Well he don’t get buried in the snow
Well he don’t come in from the front door
Well he don’t get buried in the snow
Part Man, Part Myth, Part Time, Part Eskimo

Well he don’t look pretty in the moonlight

well it was my finest hour yes it was ah ha
i was the last of the believers in the cause ah ha
they tried to sell me Jacob's glory and the answers to the story and the rhythm of the laughable applause

and so i buried my belief and road the train ah ha
i sang Your Lover Is A Liar in the rain
and though a man he has to eat he's always drowning in defeat only a fool would think the world is round anyway

Come and meet me when the lights are low.
You look half dead, though I told you so.
Play the right song on the piano,
Die happy in Santo Domingo.

Bring your best brains and your dead girl shoes.
Cigarette changed, dressed in greens and blue.
Lead a sick boy and his skinny friends,

No time to hide,
No time to lie,
No time to watch the world pass me by,
No time to grin,
No time to choose,
No time to chase the ghosts in my shoes
No time to win,
No time to ball,