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The Lawrence Arms

Black Snow

 

Black Snow


Snow and sleet on a Saturday
I had eight hours of hell to pay
We got the week, billed for a bachelor's suite
The atmosphere just stinks of rot and apathy

Romance aboard and there he died
I need a better way, another day, a different time
This liquor's sheen smiles in my eyes
I'm searching for an anchor in this empty night

Walking home on the same streets
It never used to look like this
The skeletons that secretly
Are living in all these condominiums

And all across the northeast side
The evolution of these streets
Have sucked them of their life
And then each then swallow the lie
There's nothing new; the city is for sale

The day was long it almost killed me
And I don't belong but the drinks are flowing
Snow and ice give way to summer's new light
North Avenue above Lake Shore Drive

The sun drops down behind west side buildings
The city lights burn so soft against the sky
And from this bridge I watch cars pass below me
And all my fears and troubles won't leave here with me tonight

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