Flashback Blues

While window shopping through the past
 I ran across a looking glass
 Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out light
 Tragic magic prayers of passion
 Stay the same through changing fashions
 They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night
 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 So goodbye nonbeliever
 Don't you know that I hate to leave here
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.
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 Photographs show the laughs
 Recorded in between the bad times
 Happy sailors dancing on a sinking ship
 Cloudy skies and dead fruit flies
 Waving goodbye with tears in my eyes
 Well, sure I made it but ya know it was as hell of a trip.
 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 And ten times what it grieves you
 That's how much more I hate to leave you now
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.
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 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 So goodbye nonbeliever
 Don't you know that I hate to leave here
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.