Chris Garneau - Castle-Time

Men doing men-thing times
Chewing candy and tobacco lines
Drinkin heart puned pints
Tossing nikels and dimes

They're looking for exit signs
They're looking for a lucky nine
They're talking in boring ryhmes
Damn, their keeping up old times

My teacher died
Even the frying pan cried
Rain fell slow according to caslte-time
I was only nine

I was looking for exit signs
I was looking for lucky nines
and my darken and boring ryhmes
Well face it, we're living in war times

Let's cry about you
Let's cry about it
and you can't cry about you

dont be embaressed
I won't laugh at you

The river flows north and winds
Travelling south you head wind-time
The passers-by are not kind
but the sky is sublime

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chris Garneau - Castle-Time

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