After All These Accidents

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Fred Thomas - Rock, Lo-Fi

After All These Accidents

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After all these accidents You would think we'd start to see the trend But it's hard to think in an ambulance No one likes to yell at their best friend Sirens keep us one phone call away And now the bar down the street from your old house Has become a gallery of strangers And their gossiping mouths And from where you live now I somehow doubt you'd believe the way All these new truths start to sound You never kept a diary So you might not remember mе by now It's only disappointing memory That keeps me feeling angry When I see thе things you're so happy about It must be nice to have new skies in your eyes And I want you to have all those things so sweet Security in the passenger seat Fresh flowers and letters And mixtapes to replace ones I made your tape deck would eat You start to feel like giving up Once there's nothing left to give away You're left sitting thinking up images Of puzzled looks on faces Of the children you were supposed to have someday And your heart isn't broken, it's just been re-cleansed And love becomes a place A house where you used to stay The shape of the way You felt safe in the space That it makes once it goes away

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  • Fred Thomas