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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all the most
I dream I never know anyone at the and I'm always the host
If dreams are movies, then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can only move south down the

Well, I am an idiot a tightrope of fortune and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes circles of flame
If you've never stared off into the distance then life is a shame
And I'll never forget your face,
I can't remember my name

Hey Mrs. Potter cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

Well, there's a piece of Maria in song that I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it
And is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the has to lock up everything

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will inside of your head
And the Ferris wheel junkies spin them forever instead
When I see you a blanket of covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. don't go
I said hey Mrs. I don't know but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

All the blue light reflections that color my when I sleep
And the lovesick that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me

So I throw my into the air and it swims in the beams
It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet
Well, I know I don't know you and probably not what you seem
Aw, but I'd sure like to out
So why you climb down off that movie screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me

When the last king of shatters his glass on the floor
And orders another. well, I what he did that for
That's I know that I have to get out cause
I been there before
So I gave up my at the bar and I head for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the of the great pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these songs the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a miles tonight
But you get very far
Aw, you can see a million tonight
But you get very far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me