Minute Song: Tent City
July 17, 2008
And the days go by without a hitch
But the nights
They are ceaseless
The streets are full of debris
Of you and I
The tent city
Guards up
It is a long lost night of long lost loves
Guards up
Dawn takes aim, a loaded gun
Guards up
It is a long lost night of long lost loves
Guards up
When you wish this bed would be enough
And there are those bastard things you cannot name
Or change
And your eyes are trained
on the ceiling
And the dawn is still a million miles away
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