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41st Street
by Matthew DeChant
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Trees all above me and clouds down below
Sitting there, waiting, with a head for show
Up, down, all around, the circle has the corner now
Missed my train, who's to blame, certainly not me
My bottle's full of equal parts rain and whiskey
Up, down, all around, the umbrella's underwater now
Darrel at the docks, he says he's never got time
Spinning quarters on his hand while looking for a dime
Up, down, all around, he doesn't see what he has now
Dani at the diner says she's always outta luck
Spinning over under on the antlers of the buck
Up, down, all around, and yet going nowhere at all, now
You and I, dancing through the hollowed out halls
And singing to the factory's fleece lined walls
Up, down, all around, the devil's in the details, or the drawing room, as they say now
Trees all above me and clouds down below
Sitting there, waiting, with a head for show
Up, down, all around, the circle has the corner now
Missed my train, who's to blame, certainly not me
My bottle's full of equal parts rain and whiskey
Up, down, all around, the umbrella's underwater now
Darrel at the docks, he says he's never got time
Spinning quarters on his hand while looking for a dime
Up, down, all around, he doesn't see what he has now
Dani at the diner says she's always outta luck
Spinning over under on the antlers of the buck
Up, down, all around, and yet going nowhere at all, now
You and I, dancing through the hollowed out halls
And singing to the factory's fleece lined walls
Up, down, all around, the devil's in the details, or the drawing room, as they say now
