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Dont listen to my telephone ring
Or sing or talk about a thing
Not morning
Dont wanna think about the night
Or maybe its a behind an open door
Got no time for this morning

If I had the or I had the time
I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And about my warning
But its too now
It's too now
too late now

I dont think about a runaway dad
That took away the only that I never had
Dont miss him this morning
I dont wanna think about a goodbye
Or a high school got a little too high
I help him out this morning

laugh at me, so I go out to sea
And its just as well 'cause Id rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man this
But its too now
It's too now
too late now

Whatever happened to images 'cause now theyre
And worn-out phrases keep a hangin on
Whatever happened to homes as opposed to
The conversation sinks as the drowses
Its just like
It's just like

Whatever happened to early open skies
And broken faces, half melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just with time
Cause Im here and I cant beg a dime
Im back in 46201
Im back in 46201

Something better's waiting for me around the now
I got to find it and try and hang on for a little
I'm here in 46201
There's gotta be a few small changes

Dont listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or about a thing
me alone this morning