christian lee hutson - after hours lyrics
there are billboards in heaven
and 7+elevens, and 24+hour arcade bars
a lazy river that runs between the suburbs and slums
and speed limits enforced by radar
i live by myself in a duplex for now
at night i take the train home
sinking to new lows
and picture you practicing pirouettes
i miss our adventures, east village winters
acting out true west by lamplight
you look like after hours+era catherine o’hara
you were really on one that night
st. simons island, your eyes cutting diamonds
the water was clear, almost too clear
there’s a diet coke fountain, no good italian
there’s free shuffleboard in the main hall
the last talk we had i know you weren’t really mad
but it sticks in my head for some reason
it’s crazy i know, i’ve got nowhere to go
but up here, i wear my seat belt
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