Tom Waits - Time
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Well, the smart money's on Harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the lawsAnd you're east of East St. Louis
And the wind is making speechesAnd the rain sounds like a round of applause
Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon
His invisible fianc is in the mirror
The band is going homeIt's raining hammers, it's raining nails
Yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down hereAnd it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time TimeThat you loveAnd it's Time Time Time
And they all pretend they're Orphans
And their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't rememberTell the things you can't forget thatHistory puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd steak around
Until the bandages came offBut these mamas boys just don't know when to quit
And Matida asks the sailors are those dreams
Or are those prayers
So just close your eyes, sonAnd this won't hurt a bitAnd it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
That you love
And it's Time Time Time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the street
And when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
From her boot and a thousand
Pigeons fall around her feetSo put a candle in the windowAnd a kiss upon his lipsTill the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And play the fiddler off till i come back again