down at the cafe
on the corner of the street
are people telling stories
tales of sad defeat
stories of defection
leaving home for good
everything is hopeless
they'd beat it if they could
headed for tomorrow
to the land of i don't care
blown away by memories
of regret and pained despair
their hopes were dashed upon
the fickle spell of fate
all those happy moments gone
like the slamming of a gate
2001
on the corner of the street
are people telling stories
tales of sad defeat
stories of defection
leaving home for good
everything is hopeless
they'd beat it if they could
headed for tomorrow
to the land of i don't care
blown away by memories
of regret and pained despair
their hopes were dashed upon
the fickle spell of fate
all those happy moments gone
like the slamming of a gate
2001
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