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Written/recorded in November of 2010

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If I stop moving, the wheels fall off
Stranded on the shoulder again
Southbound tracks always ship me back
In hopes of saving my head

The leaves are almost gone,
I should be, too…maybe by the start of next year
Lost on a grid that seems so big
There's no way you'll find me here

The need to move
Weighs me down the more I stay
Oh, what to do
When the dark consumes the day

Who needs a city that sleeps
When we don't sleep anyway?

When I hop off the train, most times we walk
She meets me where the taxis stop
With a cigarette lit and her headphones on
I try and guess the song (I'm always wrong)

And she's a good lover, but she don't let me sleep
She knows there are other things I need
A bigger bed than my own, and blowing smoke out the window
Towards New York City's few trees

The need to move
Weighs me down the more I stay
Oh, what to do
When the dark consumes the day

Who needs a city that sleeps
When you don't sleep anyway?

Curse all the subways
Due dates, and night rates
I have to pay for
They take you from me
By the heels with their teeth
And drag me through that door

Why should the city let me sleep when I have to leave anyway?

Who needs a city that sleeps
When we don't sleep anyway?

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from (demos: 2005​-​2011), released June 7, 2011

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Silver Things Connecticut

Connecticut-based singer/songwriter, TJ Piccirillo.

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