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I’ve got a top hat that spins
thirty waxed strings
a bag of old boxes
full of new shoes
everybody is stopping me
telling me it’s not right
but I’ve got a second mother
and I’m a dirty rover
crawling up the river
so don’t stop me

I’ve got a symbol
on my chest
etched and carved
it says lost
but it don’t stop me
I keep fighting the bad news
and my stupid hunger
oh I’m fine
staring at the moon

I’ve got a graveyard look
the doctor is telling me
something new every single day
and I scratch my head
empty my ears
ask when am I starting
well she says she will stand
behind me whenever I want
but I won’t stop you

in the northeast
sitting strangers
sitting stranded
I’ve got a dozen questions
and my lip reading is rusty
so I think you’re whispering
you love me
but I’m stirring awake