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Quiet
Lock the door
Pour yourself a glass
And swallow the key
You can all but hear
The street lights turning on and off
You can all but hear
The street lights turning on and off
Step out the door
Breath in
I don’t know
How to reason
With myself
I’m waking up again
And waking up again
And waking up again
And waking up
Oh, it’s been so careful kept
Read the headlines, headlines, headlines
Oh, it’s been so careful kept
Cave my heart in with me in mind
Keep my cards close
Whisper
Sweet and low
While my lungs blister
Away
Can’t make out the writing on the bottle
Worn away
The medicine just isn’t helping
A busy signal sings from the telephone
It won’t stop
And red lights flash past my window
Oh, it’s been so careful kept
Read the headlines, headlines, headlines
Oh, it’s been so careful kept
Cave my heart in with me in mind
It’s so heavy
I can barely hold it up
It’s so heavy
I can barely hold it up
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Omaha
02:09
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Rust on the gears
Weathered worn and still
They don’t settle yet
Turning slowly towards a shiftless bed
Who’s to say
Anything needs fixing?
Who’s to say?
And I don’t care where you go
When you’re on your own
Oh I hope that you know
Oh I hope that you know
When you’re on your own
I didn’t mean a word I wrote
Pointing in every direction
Fingers slipping from the wheel
Slowly for lack of interest
Who’s to say
Anything needs fixing?
Who’s to say?
And I don’t care where you go
When you’re on your own
Oh I hope that you know
Oh I hope that you know
When you’re on your own
I didn’t mean a word I wrote
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