"Lampshade" lyrics

"Lampshade"

My accordion is shining
In the light of the moon from the sky
And I sit here alone and drinking
With the windows and doors open wide

My hand got tired an hour ago
And the words on each sheet turned blank white
There's no room in this house for your company, dear
Tomorrow you can come inside

The preacher's turned to dictation
'Cause the lord has got letters to send
There's nothing for me to believe in
I've just gotta try to pretend

And the rain is falling slowly
Like faltering drums outside
And the weathermen are confused
'Cause they can never read the sky

Someday we may even be friends again
And I hope just that thought is enough
You're a weathered old prince and the state I'm in
Won't hurt our one night together that much

Moonshine, you're a lampshade
For the drunken old bats and their evening
Shine on, you'll forgive me
For missing your last requiem
Missing your last requiem

I'm all alone this evening
I'm alone almost every day
It's these sad-sack times that I miss them all
If they were here I'd wish them away

If they'd send me a vase of flowers
Or better yet those aborted hours
Drunken hours of endless time left to die
In everyone's memory but mine

Moonshine, you're a lampshade
For the drunken old bats and their evening
Shine on, you'll forgive me
For missing your last requiem


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