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FIREMAN
For one last time I played "The Jitterbug Waltz", until my fingers grew numb.
(A long farewell recital to the bare walls.)
I sold my last possession, held onto it for as long as I could, and traded my piano for a tape deck.
(So nothing could hold me back anymore.)
For one whole year I did nothing but drive, back & forth across the country,
waiting for the money to run out. The speed was the essence, and I was constantly rushing forward through space.

A hunger to be fed at any price,
I closed my eyes and jumped.
Without the slightest tremor of fear.
The miles pile up just like the hours.

A peculiar way to make amends, yes, not considering the consequence,
I paid off all my debts, held a toast in my own honour and left.
Spent seven years a fireman, only two a father, I understood how little it mattered what choices i made:
I've been nothing but a voice to her. So let her have all she possibly wants, even a swingset in the backyard.
Too many things had been set in motion, so as long as i don't turn back, I could just as well be invisible.

Not far from Millbrook, I had already been lost for a while.
A young man covered with welts and bruises, hardly keeping up.
He heard me coming from the sound of the shifting gears, and for better or worse,
that was how the whole business started,
one fine morning at the end of summer.

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from The Music of Chance, track released May 11, 2012

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