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from Dust Collection by Matt Leech

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The show is over, and the liquor store is closed.
I ain't buying no damn lottery ticket, because my money's all been blown.
But I say my best prayers while I'm driving at night while the radio moans low.
Though I ain't got no damn headlights, I can't stay here with you.
With all faces I've forgotten, and names I can't forget all sitting legs crossed on a cloud just floating
Waiting for me to come in. Waiting for me to come home again.
We've been going under, but now it's set in stone, and I've got this void of time I used to spend on the telephone.
I can't seem to get drunk enough to call you back, there's just not enough liquor in the state of Virginia for that.
For all these people I've been calling, and the places that they live all sitting legs crossed on the gate so golden waiting for me to come in. Waiting for me to come home again.
The show is over and the bars are all closed.
I keep buying lottery tickets cause my luck's been down for so long.
I'm honest to God while I'm driving at night while the radio swings slow, and I ain't got no damn headlights, but the good lord takes me home to all the people I've been calling, and the places that they live, all sitting legs crossed at the gate so golden. Waiting for me to come in. Waiting for me to come home again.

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from Dust Collection, released December 1, 2008

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Matt Leech Harrisonburg, Virginia

Dad, dude, designer, and unofficial Virginia advocate™ living, working, and writing in the shadow of the Blue Ridge.

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