Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel, 1979 Lyrics - The Stand Ins - Okkervil River

Pull down the shades, lets kill the morning 

Lets kill the morning, let it die 

Well, your eyes flash out a warning 

But they'll be another morning after afternoon and tonight 

Fuck long hours sick with singing 

Sick with singing the same songs 

In the bars, they'll soon be drinking 

Lets cash my check and drink along 

Old times, hello, hey, I've missed you 

Old life, hey now, let me in 

Because you win on every issue 

Now, can I kiss you? 

Don't you care how long it's been? 

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It has been so many years, I lived my yearning 

But in every bed, it led me through 

They only blew on what was burning 

And it grew, the fire grew 

And now with nothing to consume 

It's turned on me in my glass room 

Where I'll burn, you think I'm finished 

Think I'm not winning 

Well, go on, assume 

So, take me, I'm yours, morning starship 

Sparkling stars line your lights as they lift off 

The loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against 

I'll let all these fine faces fold into me 

The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea 

As the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing 

We'll take them flying 

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And we'll take this man, left almost passed out 

'Cause we're pretty sure he needs a hand 

He says he can't stand 

And when we pick him up 

He asks us where this ship will land 

But he knows we know it isn't coming down 

He knows we know we'll fly so far 

Till finally stars hold him in all around 

Till he forgets the ground 

Till he forgets the crawling way 

Real people sometimes are 

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