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Midnight Movies Midnight Movies

Write you a letter tomorrow Tonight I can't hold a pen Someone's got a stamp I can borrow I promise not to blow the address again Lights that flash in

I am my father's son I've never known when to shut up I ain't fooling no one I am my father's son We don't see eye to eye And I'll be the first to admit

is putting bets out over the phone. And I ain't got nowhere to be. Ain't nobody waiting at home for me, and there's nothing lonelier than midnight at the movies

I am my father's son I've never known when to shut up I ain't fooling no one I am my father's son We don't see eye to eye And I'll be the first to admit

Well, when John Henry died he lay lookin' at the sun He said Lord, take me now my work is done, Lord, Lord? Lord take me now my work is done Yeah, but

Pastels and circles. Lights on a wire. Balancing babies. Absense of time. Dreaming of mother while they hover. Sun rays blanket them while they dream

Grey clouds fly in autumn skies. Starck black stems beeld amber Bright orange, dark red, pull -- hanging fruit Lingers dripping ripe. The wind spits

She waits, and waits, until they're done. awaits initiation, ohhh observing ways that they trick you, you stand to hurt, but can't be dead. ohhh

She waits, and waits, until they're done. awaits initiation, ohhh observing ways that they trick you, you stand to hurt, but can't be dead. ohhh