I Remember Crescent City

A long white bridge, over and back again
talking to God and the juice is on
and it’s been like that for days
and all I can do is wait.
A vacant lot and my lungs are shot
from screaming at the world at the top of my lungs
it’s like a bomb went off in this place
and all I can do is wait…

I remember staring into your face,
it could have been for nine days.

I raised my drink and collapsed at your feet
you said you weren’t, but I know
you were ashamed,
I know you were ashamed.
When somebody left, then somebody came
at the end of it all it’s always
something else again
throwing it in my face.

Waking up, it was a strange bed
but you, you were holding my hand…

I remember Crescent City!
But then, I couldn’t forget it if you let me…
Say a prayer for Crescent City!
I couldn’t forget it if you let me…

A long white bridge and we’re back again
God won’t talk and the juice if off
I swear a bomb went off in this place
and all we can do is wait….
all we can do is wait.

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