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The sky is the color
Of white-hot iron
The sun is long overdue
Snow is falling
Hopeless and perfect
And I am waiting for you

A new afterthought

The sandy haired son of Hollywood
Lost his faith in all that's good
Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock
Hung his clothes on the shower rod
But he never got undressed
And no, he never made a mess

It's funny how life turns out

And it starts like this we crave to be kissed
by a moment complete in its happiness
Far away from the things that we wish to escape
that lead us to think we are not awake
We are ourselves despite ourselves
this place gets smaller as the universe swells
We come to terms eventually, eventually, eventually.
I am not the only cowboy in this one horse metaphor

It was the winter of our unpaid rent
When everything we had we spent
On stupid things we didn't need
And everything in between

You were the victim of your point of view
With the faith of saints, you suffered through
Part-time jobs and lousy pot

It's only me the tattooed girls and the freaks
Standing here lost at sea
Old ideas and paper bones is all we are
And all we'll ever be

The skies as gray as an old man's hat
Left behind on an empty bench
The crowds are gone and we're all alone tell me now