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Dreaming again of a train track ending at the edge of the sea
Big black cloud was low and rolling our way
Dog at the barbed wire barking at my buzz cut friends and me
Sound of a switchblade shining in the summer rain
No one on the corner had a quarter for the telephone
Everybody bitching, there's nothing on the radio
Dreaming again of a city full of fathers in their army clothes
Chattering boys and a chicken at the chopping block
All of us lost at the crosswalk waiting for the other to go
Didn't find a friend but, boy, I really bought a lot
Someone bet a dollar that my daddy wasn't coming home
Everybody bitching, there's nothing on the radio
Dreaming again that it's freezing and my mother's in her flowerbed
Long dead rows of daffodils and marigolds
Changing her face like a shadow on the gravel, this is what she said
Blood on my chin still chewing on a red rose
No one lives forever and the devil never sleeps alone
Everybody bitching, there's nothing on the radio
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