Lyrics by Indi Riverflow

Dragged myself home by the crack of noon
Time to spy the setting of the lingering moon
Feeling out of whack and out of tune
A moment too late and yet too soon

Went to splash some water at my face
Thinking, oh man how I gotta get away from this place
Got to shake all these mistakes off my tail
Only lessons learned and experiments failed
But there are hustles to work and phantoms to chase
Busy at the business of making memories to erase

Now I’ve lost sight of what I even set out to do
When I opened the cage and walked out of the zoo
Back in the day dancing among the chosen few
Never thought there could be such a thing as too true
If the lessons of now I only once knew
A thousand dreams I never saw through
I never saw through

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Rotting away in the slums of Columbia
Stuck at play with the bums of Columbia
Drowning in rum in the slums of Columbia
Just never got rolling again

Wandered here when my hero died
Hit the highway side
With nowhere to ride
Hoping the hand of fate would guide
My broken soul to a safe spot to hide

Met my match, oh she was bright and wide
Thought it was was love washing in
But it was merely the tide
Tossing illusions ashore again

She hailed from the other side of Misery
What she wanted with me was a mystery
Held tight by the glue of delusion
Following the flight of far-out fantasies
Facing everything together except reality

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Oh she was glad to share all she had
Renting her flesh to cover the tab on the pad
Named her price in a classified ad
Easy to please and scantily clad
Not too bad for a high times grad

Lost uncountable days to the shallow haze
While whatever remains of my soul decays
The beds are stained, the heat never works
Mold sprawling the walls
Rats crawling the halls
With a can’t-catch-me smirk
And the skinflint landlord’s an absolute jerk
Not one repair he hasn’t managed to shirk
But a single day of delay to his pay
And the lord of slums is driven berserk

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Sun doesn’t shine in these brokedown ghettoes
All the walls and faces struck cold gray
Knowing this is a jungle where nothing grows
Children here choose deadly weapons for play
Predators and prey lurk between tenement rows
Just praying to outwit and wait out their foes and woes
Ducking day after hopeless day
Shrouded by a cloud that never seems to go away