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Podcast: LamesJee
Episode: The District Sleeps Alone Tonight, The Postal Service [covered]
Description: Smeared black ink
Your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening
To last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath
Where I am
Where I am
Wear my badge
A vinyl sticker with big block letters
Adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends
I am a visitor here; I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is
Where I am
You seem so out of context
In this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key
Explaining that I'm just visiting
And I am finally seeing
Why I was the one...