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As a man of maps

As a man of maps I gazed on in

Thank Christ, turn out the lights

Somewhere between the station and the turnpike

It’s indecision that I don’t like

For over 36 moons

Third pitcher on a working afternoon

Open sky when it’s the 20th of June

Ain’t no weekends here

As a man of maps, I gazed on in

I look back on those days in silence

A hundred thousand, maybe more

Its hard to count them, falling like dead flowers on the floor

My heart is pounding, a pile driver in my chest

A warm fountain, cold cigarette

As a man of maps, I gazed on in

I look back on those days in silence

I wish that I would be forgiven, for all those things I’ve done

I wish that I would be forgiven, for all those things, all those crazy things I…

As a man of maps

As a man of maps

As a man of maps I gazed on in…

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