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holy sons - source decay lyrics

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[verse 1]
once a week i make the drive, two hours east
to check the austin post office box
i make the detour through our old neighborhood
see all the chevy impalas in their front yards up on blocks
and i park in an alley
and i read through the postcards you continue to send
where as indirectly as you can, you ask what i remember
i like these torture devices from my old best friend

[pre-chorus 1]
well, i’ll tell you what i know, like i swore i always would
i don’t think it’s gonna do you any good

[chorus]
and i remember the train headed south out of bangkok down
toward the water

[verse 2]
i always get a late start when the sun’s going down
the traffic’s thinning out; the glare is hard to take
i wish the west texas highway was a möbius strip
i could ride it out forever
and when i feel my heart break
i almost swear i hear it happen, it’s that clear and that hard
i come in off the highway and i park in my front yard

[pre-chorus 2]
fall out of the car like a hostage from a plane
think of you a while, start wishing it would rain

[chorus]
and i remember the train headed south out of bangkok down
toward the water

[verse 3]
i come into the house, put on a pot of coffee
walk the floors a little while
set your postcard on the table with all the others like it
start sorting through the pile
i check the pictures and the postmarks and the caption and the stamp
for signs of any pattern at all
when i come up empty-handed the feeling almost overwhelms me
i let a few of my defenses fall

[pre-chorus 3]
and i smile a bitter smile; it’s not a pretty thing to see
i think about a railroad platform back in 1983

[chorus]
and i remember the train headed south out of bangkok down
toward the water

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