Lyrics Far Away Again - Dayna Kurtz
Turn
around,
you
bastard
moon
You
drunken
night,
with
your
slurred
perfume
I'm
breathless
in
a
shabby
room
I'm
far
away
again
When
I'm
gone,
you
never
fret
The
kitchen's
clean
and
the
table's
set
Your
dinner
obligations
met
When
I'm
far
away
again
I
called
you,
it
was
your
sundown
A
pack
of
boys
in
a
party
town
You
were
roasted,
shouldered,
ribbed
and
crowned
And
I'm
far
away
again
The
words
all
stick
like
hard
goodbyes
Then
the
strings
come
in,
and
the
strings
don't
lie
I
write
the
saddest
lullabies
When
I'm
far
away
again
Armored
with
a
sense
of
scale
A
begging
bowl
and
a
wedding
veil
I
soldier
on,
but
I've
left
a
trail
I'm
far
away
again
So
baby,
won't
you
come
to
me
The
food
is
bad
but
the
drinks
are
free
And
I'm
everything
you
want
from
me
I'm
far
away
again
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