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"Spots I've Been And Go"

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Is it safe to say, you hung your love on display?
Is it safe to say, your youthful hair has gone gray?
Woah, you can use anyone you want.
Woah, you can use anyone you want.
You won't get away, get away.
She said, "I'm fixed today."
Get away, get away.
She said, "I'm fixed today."
Get away, get away.
She said, "I'm fixed today."
Get away, get away.
She said, "I'm fixed today."
Hey.

Ballroom again.
It's been a while since I've seen the end.
Pull down real hard the latch on the gate at the entrance of the yard.
Slide up the steps into a hall where the walls cry.
Now enter the door into a room where she tries to get ready.

Can you hand me makeup please?
It's already a quarter to three and I hate to keep him waiting.
It never made much sense to me, how even the lonesome trees,
Can always dance with the breeze.

So start smoking again.
Are you in a rush to taste the end?
This moving helps you mend.
So you dance with him and you'll dance until the end.
Now take off your shoes.
Your balance you start to lose.
I swear I'd leave as long as I'll never come back to this place.

And can you hand me makeup please?
It's already a quarter to three and I hate to keep him waiting.
It never made much sense to me, how even the lonesome trees,
Can always dance with the breeze.

There's something sliding up the stairs.
And now it's entering the door.
In the middle of the room she is dancing with her groom,
But there is nothing in her arms as she spins him round and round.

"Hello darling. It's been a while but now it is the end.
Hold onto my hand and we'll bury ourselves into the land.
Down here we all dance the same.
We don't even have any names.
Make yourself right at home.
'Cause baby you'll be dancing alone."

Can you hand me makeup please?
It's already a quarter to three and I hate to keep him waiting.
It never made much sense to me, how even the lonesome trees,
Can always dance with the breeze.
But I'm not, I'm not the leaves.

Get away, get away.
Get away, get away.
This song is from the album "Lunch For The Sky".