When dawn found your room
It found me found in you.
At seven A.M. bandage those wounds
In blankets and booze.
You've got a face just like religion,
You've got arms that feel like home,
You've got those beautiful bright blue eyes
Bearing stitches loosely sewn.
So sleep tight unseen prophet
May your sweetest dreams come true.
It's a cold walk down Milwaukee Ave.
And the streets are silently praising you.

Now all those radio romance tunes are making too much sense,
Striking those slow achy chords beneath my ribs.
There is a siren song fever stuck in my head,
You got me good and I want you bad.

There were movies to talk through,
There was an old couch to share.
And now there are other ears for your politics,
And other eyes fro my stares.
You've got one more acquaintance,
One more how have you been?
No more praying on your phone calls,
No more butterflies and no more bends.
So sleep tight unseen prophet
May your sweetest dreams come true.
It's a cold walk down Milwaukee Ave.
And the streets are silently praising you.

When dawn finds your room,
It'll find me lost in you.


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