americana pop Alt-country geography indie Rogers Park by Justin Townes Earle from album Harlem River Blues
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This town’s dead tonight
I got no place to be
Moon is hung just right
Shine like diamonds on these streets
Moulin wine and lonesome
It’s cutting clean through my heart
In my window smoking
While the midnights setting in on roger’s park
I come here with hopes and
Guess I came here with dreams
Now I’m all alone
I can’t even get to sleep
So take my heart and break it in
Send me back to the pines
Tired of lying awake at night
Feels like I’m running outta time
See my dreams before my eyes
Shadows on the wall
I ain’t got no place I can fall
Snowing in off the lake
Punching holes in the dark
Through the lonely streets
Of rogers park
So shadow boys I bring it in my
Hear I’m down in the streets
Corner goes our way
For someone to take them all for keeps
There ain’t no hope in leaving them
There ain’t no prayer for the poor
And all that’s lost in stealing
She can’t hold me anymore
See my dream before my eyes
Shadows on the wall
I ain’t got no place I can fall
Snowing in off the lake
Punching holes in the dark
Through the lonely streets
Of rogers park
Oh through the lonely streets
Of rogers park