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The Saturn Bar
My eyes are watching you, your eyes are watching me But all the thoughts you’ve gathered, could never ever see The memories lying, dying here inside of me It was a cold hard wind that blew, through the frozen fields of corn Where I would run and hide alone, from children's evil scorn And the vision of it all, is like a bad dream ripped and torn But not yet dead in my sharp and crystal mind But that was many years ago, a sad and painful place in time Tonight I’m here with Sarah, at the musty Saturn Bar Her hand caressing slowly, across my shiny new guitar Her tired eyes were closing, while I sang my favorite song But not because of pleasure, but of her several drinks so strong The expression that she wore, said she wants to hear no more For her the music died, as my guitar so gently cried I want no kiss goodbye, the passion in me died I walked her to the door, while she stubbled ‘cross the floor And in time she left my sight, on this cold and windy night Now I play my sweet guitar, at the musty Saturn Bar
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