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[Intro] [Verse] The dryer hums a steady low Dust motes dance within the glow The scent of bleach is thick and sweet Like ghosts walking on the street I trace a ring of coffee stain Outside the window, summer rain I watch the colors start to fade Within this quiet, lonely shade [Chorus] Quarters spinning in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Folding ghosts of twenty-three Whatever’s left of you and me It’s a slow and steady burn Waiting for a lesson learned Just a man in a quiet town Watching the world go around [Verse] An old man folds a flannel shirt Brushing off the city dirt Cracked Formica under my hand Dreams built on shifting sand I remember how we used to run Before the setting of the sun Now I’m sitting on a plastic chair Breathing in the heavy air [Pre-Chorus] The steam begins to rise Reflected in my tired eyes We were young and so loud Now we're lost in the crowd [Chorus] Quarters spinning in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Folding ghosts of twenty-three Whatever’s left of you and me It’s a slow and steady burn Waiting for a lesson learned Just a man in a quiet town Watching the world go around [Bridge] I didn't say the things I should I stayed right here when I could Have chased you to the coast Instead I’m talking to a ghost Unspoken words are heavy stones Rattling inside my tired bones [Verse] The neon sign is flickering blue Reminds me of the night with you Stolen beer and gravel roads Carrying all those heavy loads We thought we had so much time To turn the water into wine But the clock just kept on ticking fast Turning every moment to the past [Chorus] Quarters spinning in the dark Waiting for a tiny spark Folding ghosts of twenty-three Whatever’s left of you and me It’s a slow and steady burn Waiting for a lesson learned Just a man in a quiet town Watching the world go around [Post-Chorus] Watching the world go around In this sleepy little town Let the spin cycle end Goodbye to my oldest friend [Outro]
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