Reunion Tour - The Weakerthans

Rolling cables slick with beer

To hang up on the broken stands

The houselights lit our injuries

For crowds with plastic cups that clapped

Beneath our tender sleepy brooms

And boom, boom, boom

Boom went absent cases down the stairs

Into the parking lot out back

A burst of moon, a blast of air

An understanding somewhere

Between the turning signal clicks

The shiny food we found with gasoline

The daily prayers of set-lists tender jokes about

Retards and crashes and queers

I lost the chiming ring of keys to everything

I lost the chiming ring of keys to everything

I lost the chiming ring of keys to everything

Safe and safely locked away back home

Safe and safely locked away back home

Safe and safely locked away back home

Safe and safely locked away back home