Dusk Dances

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He'd be there every night when we'd leave
He'd hold his paper under a patch quilt sleeve
Defensive position, head down, feet ahead
To the world he might as well already be dead

He drinks in the lights, never says a word
Nods at the bottles, no words are ever slurred
Nostrovia to the table, whispered and slow
A pauper in a pool room, once a king in the snow

There's a Silhouette
Dancing in the Dusk
It does a pirouette
And fades into the dust

A handful thinks they know him well, to them he's a joke
They never imagine him, alone at night time's stroke
In a wine stained shirt, in a heavy soaked coat
With a sob in his chest and an apology in his throat

There's a Silhouette
No prints in the snow
It's time to pay the debt
From 30 years ago

There's a Silhouette
Dancing in the Dusk
It does a pirouette
And fades into the dust

He lives in dusk, Night's a single step away,
Day was another place, the first dance of the ballet,
He can still see her move, he sees her body sway
As he carried her down, sobbing to the railway

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from Deafodils EP, track released May 17, 2011
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