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Anastasia
03:52
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Anastasia, Anastasia
Tom Waits for no man, he’s got his head in his hand
Swordfish trombones, the crew of the damned
Tom Waits for no man, like an hour of sand
Heartache unspoken in our wonderland
Tom Waits for no man, fair isn't fate
One golden moment, is it really too late?
Anastasia, Anastasia
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Boneyard Matinee
03:17
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At the Boneyard Matinee you can dance with a hollow man
You can sing along to dead leaves rustling
Spinning around, collecting dirt off the ground
Til they tumble, they crumble and decay
Don't let the daylight fool you
Its only job here to show you where the shadows lay
There's no sustenance for flowers held hostage on the grave
Let the wind blow through you
The words are set in stone, what do they say?
"In Loving Memory Of Dreams We Buried On The Way"
Cracks in the walls and the pavement
Dust on the names as they're fading
For the inanimate there is a special Hell
You face a living death you bring upon yourself
I got no business here, don't want to play alone
I'll use the misery to write another song
For the Boneyard Matinee
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