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Acid rain on River Street

Red lights flashing in the midnight heat

He changed your name, he stole your sleep

Seems we all have to make ends meet

Lonely nights and TV screens

Black lights shimmer on a satin sheet

Hey Joana

The signs in the alleys still glow

And you hope that the rain washes away the dirt and the blow

While you see your dreams on display on a board by the road

From the room where you’re waiting alone

The liquor store on River Street

Sells shiny travel magazines

By the parking lot A3

Bobby’s going down for E

Lonely nights and TV screens

Black lights shimmer on a satin sheet

Hey Joana

The signs in the alleys still glow

And you hope that the rain washes away the dirt and the blow

While you see your dreams on display on a board by the road

From the room where you’re waiting alone

As it’s raining on

The lights still not turning down low

And you ask yourself if they come on and off by remote

Like the strangers down at the bar who just show up and go

To a room with a number unknown

For years to come

Come undone