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So So Close
02:56
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How unexpected
And sweet
And cool
To get a smile and a day with you
But it was nothing
It was nothing
I had to play everything just right
I was an island when you stayed the night
But it was nothing
It was nothing
And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.
You said some nice shit about my eyes
While your hand brushed against my thigh
But it was nothing
It was nothing
And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.
I let you go
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And I begged you back
Then I let you go again
And you never came back.
And I will hold out my desperate hand
And I won't understand:
This was never close.
Hold out the rest of my days
I will go to my grave thinking:
So so close.
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The Diner
04:55
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After all the football games
After all the shows
After all the dances
Where do we go?
Past the round glass case of pies
Over mozzarella fries
In our third booth on the right
A smoke, a laugh, a fight
But that's not all tonight
That's not all -
One more inside joke
One more vanilla Coke
And I won't be back for a long, long time
Let me finish this last bite
And I'll do my best to write
But if I don't, don't hate me
Just recall me fondly
Please
The ashtray overflows
The pile of empty sugars grows
The waitress says she'll be right back
I hope she just forgets
May she never bring the check
May she never end this -
One more inside joke
One more vanilla Coke
And I won't be back for a long, long time
Let me finish this last bite
And I'll do my best to write
But if I don't, don't hate me
Just recall me fondly
Please
After all the football games
After all the shows
After all the dances
Where do we go?
This place is ours
It will always be ours
This place is ours
It will always be ours
This place is ours
It will always be ours
Until we're not us anymore.
One more inside joke
One more vanilla Coke
And I won't be back for a long, long time
Let me finish this last bite
And I'll do my best to write
But if I don't, don't hate me
Just recall me fondly
Please
After all the football games
After all the shows
After all the dances
Where do we go?
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I'm all but frozen in the train lights
Pinned down in a rising tide
Stacks of bills and unsent letters
Box me in on every side
I'm holding out my hand
But no one takes my hand
While all the things I need just pass me by.
Pick up a shipment of new equipment
I need a car to take me there
I can get it, just give me credit
Pull that money from thin air
Another paycheck in the shitter
Another two weeks down the drain
Another debt of friendship paid in full
Another phone bill paid in vain
Three years and I'm not sure
Just what I bought this for
The only interest I don't draw is yours.
Now this girl is finished with me
That girl thinks I'm insane
Now this girl hates the very thought of me
And all the girls at work think I'm a pain
And my friends sit waiting for the other shoe to drop
And my parents are still waiting for the first shoe to drop
And my brother went away to some university
Now he's got sixty brothers and none of them is me
So assign my number, rip me open
And scar a bar code across my heart
As we march information in tight formation
We're the devil's army, we're the devil's art
If hope is all I have
Just gas me where I stand
Thank God we live in interesting times
It doesn't hear me, it doesn't pay for me
It doesn't hold me or kiss me warm
And though it's always there when I need it there
In the end, it's just a song.
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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York
Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.
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