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At sun down
In this old town
It's hard to feel too blue

But when streetlights
Flicker into life
The past swims into view

Take me back
I want to see it again before I die
That fabled land, pre-wifi
When the world didn't fill me with fear
and Brendan Fraser still had a career

At sun down
In this old town
I'm half the world away
On a half-remembered day

Searching for the joy
I'm so tired of being my mother's broken boy

But those faces live in old cassettes
And they fade like smoke from cigarettes
And they leave me on my own again


Why can't now be more like then?

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