RESTORATIONS LYRICS

"The Reappearing American Hobo"

She was just sitting there,
Lost like a dollar in a game of roulette,
sitting next to all the fancy chips.

I said, “hey, I can sympathize.”
But I was really just acting the part.
She closed the book and conversation in one move,
saying, “no, man, you really can’t.”

And how much can you get
for a dollar and some cents?
We can ask for pardons when
the mayor calls it in.

Then she turned away and said:
“I hope you never live to see the days I had,
huddled for warmth inside a bin.”

And then I looked away and said
absolutely nothing, just thought instead.
How good I’d always had it, who I’d been.

I called her bluff but then she went all in.

And to think it at started when I said I didn’t like Kerouac.

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