Hymn to a Ghost Town

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Janey had been drinkin'
Down at the local bar
Tryin' to get some insight on
Just which way and just how far
I rented me a hotel room
It felt like a dried up well
And that's when I met Janey
In our parallel private hells

It was a tragic fait accompli
A down-and-out circus clown
When I roamed the streets and alleys
Of our spirit-less Ghost Town

Well I loaned her a quarter
Then I gave her my last dime
I woke up singin' cowboy songs
You know the ones that don't even rhyme
Ya see Janey was tryin' to get out of this race
But all she found was a one-way door
And I wondered if there was any Grace
Left in this world anymore

It was a tragic fait accompli
A down-and-out circus clown
When I roamed the streets and alleys
Of our spirit-less Ghost Town

Then I met some folks back up in the hills
They had a heart as big as a house
And I had walked back into the woods
Still searchin' for some way out
Ya see I didn't believe that all of this hard work
Was gonna heal the hole in my heart
And I didn't want what and who I loved
And me to be torn apart
But I didn't know my own boundaries
I was a prisoner in my own skin
And doin' what they told me
Had been keepin' me locked in
But back up in my hotel room
My guitar had a dream
It dreamed of dancing in the light
When we are all redeemed
And it told me that the Universe
Had some Master Plan
And it whispered that the Infinite
Dwells in the Heart of Man

It was a tragic fait accompli
A down-and-out circus clown
When I roamed the streets and alleys
Of our spirit-less Ghost Town

It was a tragic fait accompli
A down-and-out circus clown
When I roamed the streets and alleys
Of our spirit-less Ghost Town

When I roamed the streets and alleys / Of our spirit-less Ghost Town

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