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David Thomas >>
I said that I would miss you
I said that I would not forget
I said that I would miss you
Yeah, I guess that I do
One day is much like another
Some days look the same
well, this is my tragic ending
I got what I wanted
There's a township road that crosses a girder bridge outside of Meadville
In the flats of French Creek corn is standing in harvested rows
Dry & bonelike in the moonlight
the corn is creaking
It's like the sound of floorboards creaking in the dark
It's like there's something that's trying to be said
The harvest moon is rising
pale & harvest-like in the sky
It's like the end of the world tonight in paleness
And something is nagging at me
In the haunted house
of a coupe de ville
I was saying,
How? How? How?
This is how it ends
And in this own nightmare of mine there's a cornfield
that travels with me
In the backseat,
cross the paleness,
It stretches to infinity
It's like every damned thing that
I have ever done wrong
You are there
In the haunted house
of a coupe de ville
Saying,
How? How? How?
And this is how it ends
