From '84 - There Will Be Fireworks

home alone writing elegies for those he’ll never know.

just a kid in his room, no one hears him howling at the moon.

the drunk in his bar, spinning fairytales that never get him far.

he thought, he’s fled, of her taken off her dress for someone else.

so he’ll put it down to fate or bad luck.

but everyone they know is fallin out of touch

and you heard this all before when i’m gone.

far enough to not string you along.

You went to bed with someone to empty your head.

you had to get out.

you couldn’t stand the noise in that goddamn house.

Was home alone, writing elegies for those I’ll never know.

But I kissed you on the floor, dancing to the song from 84.

and I’ll put that down to fate or goodluck.

everyone they know is fallin' out of touch.

you’ve heard this all before when I’m gone.

Far enough to not string you along.