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Song: | The District Sleeps Alone Tonight |
Album: | Give Up | Genres: | Other |
Year: | 2003 |
Length: | 285 sec |
Lyricist: The Postal Service
Lyrics:
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
Where I am
Wear my badge
A vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adherent to my chest
That 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
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I'm just visiting
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
(Alone, alone, alone...)
(Where I am)
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
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
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving