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well I am, yeah, I'm back again
in the town that I to call my residence
now it seems I dwell in a van
you might have seen it once, yeah, it's parked out
but homecoming used to be a sweet
I'd be to the arms of a lover there,
today there doesn't seem to be a for me,
a couch at todd's house, and jim, me, and the tv.
the house is empty, the are growing tall
against the book and the paintings as dusk begins to fall
this city has abandoned me, forgotten who I am
the landscape its shape,
the streets twist and bend until lost my direction

I woke up late to the of drums
so I headed downstairs to see what was on.
was playing to a metronome,
he said just not right, man, it's got no soul.
I told him what my said in chicago:
"boy, you've made a you've got to uphold,
i it might sound unbearable,
but you chose to write, you chose to be alone."
so the house is empty and how it has to be
so I better not complain, I guess best for me,
but the keeps haunting me
the house on Lafayette
it was built for world war
we laughed and "how appropriate"

who do you of when you think of the city?
well, mostly, I of you.
you're the peanuts at their
the two way big at Lewi's
you're the monday nights at
the underground on Highland
you're the
you're the
the forty-niner's shuffleboard
you're the big at the underwood
the brothers
you're the store

well, I miss city,
I this city,
ohh, I this city,
I this city,
(well, here I am, yeah, I'm again)

(in the that I used to call my residence, now it seems I dwell in a silver van)
I this city,
(you might have seen it once, yeah parked out front, but homecoming used to be a sweet affair)
I this city,
(I'd be to the arms of a lover there)
I this city,
(today there seem to be a niche for me)
I this city,
(just a couch at house, Jim, me, and the tv)