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you’re nighthawks in your sullen clothes
in the catchlight of the townhouse rows
of quilted lovers, and their passionate throes

well hell is hell or so you’re told
but lizzie you’re a ghost that can’t get cold
how long, how long, how old, how old

i was grabbed by the collar by youth, i was caught singing drunk in a taxi
hand in hand in the winter for cigarettes, what did we squander—oh Lizzie
…are you out haunting in queen’s park tonight, or in some grave out in the country

but second glances never come your way
when you cast no shadow by the light of day
but not immune to all the words that they won’t say

well hell is hell or so you’re told
did you lose faith: women, wheat or gold
just another, just another bought and sold

i was shaken at the cuffs, i was taken by surprise by the sound of my own voice
were you rattled by the things that you lost or were you thrust into little or no choice
did you hear the banner's high note or was it all part of the same noise
…did you raise your glass to the vote or did you see no reason to rejoice?

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from Who Knows How It Happens At All, released March 24, 2016

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