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lyrics

Took a walk through a desert or two
Signal blinking in and out like morse code letters
Couldn’t get a message to you
Here’s hoping somewhere out there you are feeling better now

Sometimes it’s hard to understand things are exactly how they seem
So I don’t need to tell you sometimes memories get tired and wander off to where it’s green
So where does that leave you?

Wandered aimless for an hour or two
Kept landing on a site where all the links are broken
Got another message from you
Kept looking for the part where something’s left unspoken now

Sometimes we’re singing to a satellite that’s many miles away
I don’t need to tell you sometimes melodies get broken, sometimes rhythms go astray
So where does that leave me?

So while the night’s still young I rip an old LP and send it to the cloud
Sit back and pray for rain
Hoping just one song will find itself a new home in your heart
Prove we’re not drifting apart and we can turn things back

It’s like hiking through a valley where you never get to touch the ground
No controlling where you’re going ‘cause you can’t put your foot down
But I never worry ‘cause I know I’ll always end up far above your town

Sometimes it’s hard to undo all the future things that we will say
When it seems that they’ve been said so long ago
And the coordinates you’re transmitting from two thousand miles away
Are still telling me that we are not alone

So though the night is young I look for the LED that lights up when you’re home
But the satellites are down
And every signal that we send has found itself a new home in the stars
Free from mountains, wires and bars
Never coming back
So where does that leave us?

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from The Decline of America Part 3: Silence in Brooklyn, released November 9, 2018
Rebecca Turner and Donna Upton – Background Vocals
Didi Afana – Lead Guitar
Aaron Zemelko – Bass
Justin Amolsch – Trumpet, French Horn, Trombone
Dave – Other things

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