Meetings near
Meet me near old asphalt
That stretches out
To the end of the pier
Where the sun's still barking day
And only the waters can hear
What the evening has to say
Just a slow buzz growing around us
Meet me near old asphalt
That stretches out
To the end of the pier
Where the sun's still barking day
And only the waters can hear
What the evening has to say
Just a slow buzz growing around us
We've always been
Caught in the strangest dream
Something's going to happen
Something's going to happen
While everybody's out
Looking for some real live action in the night
We revisit the nightopen gasstation
And we sit in the slope
Beneath the old palace of how to cope
Until the shifting comes on
And it becomes the palace of wrong again
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