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While the kids jumped from roof to roof
From calling to calling
We stuck it out on those old terra cotta tiles

We could see to Fort Monmouth
We could talk about it

Playing those arpeggios
Up and down
Made me come around

And while the golds and the blues turned the sunset
You know I tried to tell you
But you'd never believe me

So we talked about your weakness
For the boys up on the marque
Out in the dark
Out in the streets of our daily anger

I saw you there
A fellow cast away

Playing those arpeggios
Up and down
Made me come around

Sure I thought about my early, wild years
But I'm through with that kind of longing
At least for now, all I want is proof
Come on, gimme some proof
Of my worth

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from Last of the War Novels, released July 20, 2014

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