Sunday morning paper dated 1992
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There are cowboys in my kitchen
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empty bottles on the roof
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I've been trying to quit these cigarettes
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I've been trying to think its true
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Maybe she's gone to California
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maybe Ill go out there too
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Daylight fading come and waste another year
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all the anger and the elegance are bleeding into fear
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moonlight creeping round the corners of our lawn
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when she sees the early signs of daylight fading
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she leaves just before its gone
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Daddy's on the rooftop with his fingers in
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the gun and I am waiting at the window I am
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waiting for the one
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Shying in that paper when she walked into my room I said I want to
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say good-bye to you good-bye to all my friends good-bye to everyone I know
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Daylight fading come and waste another year
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all the anger and the elegance are bleeding into fear
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moonlight creeping round the corners of our lawn
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when she sees the early signs of daylight fading
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she leaves just before its gone
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Daylight fading come and waste another year
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all the anger and the elegance are bleeding into fear
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moonlight creeping round the corners of our lawn
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when she sees the early signs of daylight fading
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she leaves just before its gone
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Daylight Fading Demo
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| Counting Crows |
