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juliet mcconkey - drunken moon lyrics

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drunk at noon, hanging low around noon
beneath the light above the table
with her hands on the queue

yeah, it’s true, she’s there every day
wasting the hours, living life out of tune
because we can’t stop the memories from fading
but we can drop our nickels and dimes
down an old fog of time and remember the light

she recalls all those stale summer nights
with his face soaked in neon and his еyes low and bright
until the war pulled his namе out of the hat
and it was just like that
ashed out his flame, gone

sure it’s true
no, we can’t stop the memories from fading
but we still drop our nickels and dimes
down an old fog of time and get tangled in his fire

so she waits upon a stool at the bar
her heart in a jar and a dream with no end
drunk at noon, hanging low around noon
beneath the light above the table
and her hands on the queue

- juliet mcconkey lyrics

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