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Turner Cody - A Guy Who Isn't Home
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I looked at my reflection in the mirror, Just to see that I was home, The conclusion that I came to wasn't clear, But by then I had moved on, Down around the shadows by the pier, Where the sailors come and go, And I started down the road of stolen glances, Where the late night movies show. By midnight I'll wandering on the corners, Of a bad neighborhood, Vaguely in search of feeling nothing, 'Cause nothing feels good, By docks that held a thousand bales of cotton, And Carribean rum, Abandoned to decay now and forgotten, To the tides that rise to them. I must say it adds something to my travels, To be traveling alone, No one could prove for certain I'd a witness, At the bar or hotel room, And there upon the chair next to the table, In the room beneath a dome, In a black coat and boater, Is the picture of a guy who isn't home.
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