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The Postal Service
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The District Sleeps Alone
Lyricist:Ben Gibbard, Jimmy Tamborello
Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering What's buried underneath where I am?
I'll wear my badge, a vinyl sticker with big block letters Adhered to my chest It tells your new friends I am a visitor here I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is where I am
You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A stranger with your door key, explaining that I'm just visiting And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key, explaining that I'm just visiting And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
The District sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
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