Summer Teeth - Slow Rhodes Version

Like a cloud his fingers explode
 On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
 His heart's in a bowl behind the bank
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 And every evening when he gets home
 To make his supper and eat it alone
 His black shirt cries while his shoes get cold
 It's just his dream he keeps having
 Hoo-hoo-hoo
 It doesn't seem to mean anything
 It's just his dream he keeps having
 It doesn't seem to mean anything
 One summer, a suicide
 Another autumn, a travelers guide
 He hits snooze twice before he dies
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 And every evening when he gets home
 To make his supper and eat it alone
 His black shirt cries while his shoes get cold
 It's just his dream he keeps having
 Hoo-hoo-hoo
 It doesn't seem to mean anything
 It's just a dream he keeps having
 Hoo-hoo
 It doesn't seem to mean anything
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 He feels lucky to have you here
 In his kitchen, in your chair
 Sometimes he forgets that you're even there
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 Hoo-hoo
 It doesn't seem to mean anything