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Harbortown
Richard
Bicknell, Rich
Morrare, Mike Schulman, Gary Bennett
©
1993 exocet music/ASCAP
Everything
comes and goes, baby
Plain as your Indian nose, baby
I've got a new set of clothes, baby
And I will be slipping away
Anything goes today, baby
I should've been gone yesterday
Maybe
We could've gone some other way . . . . maybe so
But probably not
(Chorus)
Oh, I'm gonna live in a harbortown
Where the birds fly backwards
Above the old prison
Something will always be missing
But I'll find my pride
Under harbor lights
Under the harbor lights
What was
it that got us going, baby
Tell me, baby, tell me
Where did we go
I got so tired
Like there was barbed wire
Stabbing little holes
In my soul
You looked away too often, baby
You never knew what to say
Give me the key
To unlock this house
That'll burn to the ground
Anyway
(Chorus)
Why did we
push this boulder
Only halfway up the hill
All that I've gotten from this is older
I've lost my will
From standing still
Out on the waves of the ocean, baby
There is a little red dot
Mostly caught in the crazy motion
But, baby, it's all that I've got
So I will live here
In this harbortown
Gradually pulling a string
The tug is strong
But it won't be long
Before I will be
Reeling it in
(Chorus)
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