Monday, October 31, 2005

City of Fools

the man I love
in the town I hate
well feelin' so bad
never felt so great
and all the things I am
and the things I ain't
keep comin' back around
just to set me straight

and I'm flyin' high
but I'm feelin low
'cause the harvest comes
from the seeds we sew
and I'd like to stay
but I have to go
'cause I'm wanted here
for the things I know

well the time was right
but the place was wrong
and the radio's playin'
the saddest song
and you've gone so far
and it's been so long
and I wonder when you'll
be coming home

now the girls 'round here
got the hungry eyes
for the man who wins
the greatest prize
and there ain't no love
but it's no surprise
try not to show
all the hurt inside

well the dice are hot
but the table's cold
and what's young in me
is growing old
and everything you had's
been bought and sold
only thing that's left
is a heart of gold

So I know a man
with a diamond ring
says he can get you
anything
but the things he has
don't come for free
but they'll make you cry
and they'll make you sing

well the canyon walls
are tall and red
and my papa came here
just to clear his head
and he felt alive
but he wound up dead
but I still keep hearin'
the words he said

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