The District Sleeps Alone Tonight

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight by Postal Service



smeared black ink...your palms are sweaty
and i'm barely listening to last demands
i'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath



where i am
where i am



i'll wear my badge...a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
that tells your new friends i am a visitor here...
i am not permanent and the only thing keeping me dry is



[ where i am ]
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
[ where i am ]
a stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
[ where i am ]



and i am finally seeing
why i was the one worth leaving
why i was the one worth leaving



d.c. sleeps alone tonight



[ where i am ]
you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
[ where i am ]
a stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
[ where i am ]



and i am finally seeing
why i was the one worth leaving
why i was the one worth leaving



[ where i am ]
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
[ where i am ]
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
[ where i am ]



and i am finally seeing
why i was the one worth leaving
why i was the one worth leaving



why i was the one worth leaving



why i was the one worth leaving

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