Liam the Younger ode to the

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The night sky, the city light, passing by the Scenic Drive
The strip malls, the city halls, museums and the phone calls

Thinking old dusty road, riding trains, no Tom Joad

Idealized view of life, maybe I have it right

It feels good to be back home, seeing friends, knowing roads

Thanksgiving and Christmastime, bitter air and riding bikes

Fleeting sounds, love all around, I have found the moon rise

Whatever the tombstone reads, what could that year mean to me?

Living by the dampened trees, what could that life mean to me?

Dreaming of the dark coal mines, I must know that it's no life

One day I'm sure that I will see through nostalgic eyes

And one day the internet will be our version of the wild west

And we will be remembered as we now remember them

Some will be folk heroes and others will be villains

as we sing the songs all the songs about them
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