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May 09, 2009 13:51

Don't expect no favors, nothing in return
Tell all your cross-eyed neighbors that it's none of their concern
Open the shades, Melinda, let in the outside air
I'm deep in doubt, and I can't get out, and it must be dark in there.

I wanna walk with you in the morning mist, though I should be home by now
And there must be some way out of this -- I was thinking you'd know how
And my judgment may be shaky, and my shoes are soaking through
'cause the weeds are wet and I haven't yet made any sense of you.

All the midnight angels fold their wings by dawn
The same old wild-eyed strangers sit and watch 'em til they're gone
I let the night unravel, forget my vain pursuits
'cept to feel that gray-rock gravel on your road beneath my boots.

I wanna walk with you in the changing light
When the shadows twist and play
And the ghosts that kept me out all night - we can chase 'em all away
And the talk of those that wonder, and the talk of those that curse
Let 'em have their thrill, they'll need it, we'll be no more for the worse.

Shine your eyes upon me, whisper long and low
Mindful of the longing that we evermore may know.

Up the ridge on past you, looking down below
You can see the stacks of Danville when the clouds don't hang so low
Should you take a mind to, won't you join me there?
Open the shades, Melinda, let in the outside air.
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