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Distant Stations Lyricsby The Mountain Goats Buy album CD: All Hail West Texas I found an old rock In the dry dirt outside The door of my hotel room It was a triangle with soft rounded edges And a split down the middle of one corner It was darker than english moss Green like the soft frill's of a peacock's plume I waited for you But I never told you where I was It was you who taught me how To write these kinds of equations I waited on the steps for you And I hid in the bushes whenever a car pulled into the parking lot You taught me how to listen to these distant stations Distant stations I saw the sky break I threw a rock at a crow who was playing In the rose bushes by the motel office Missed him by a good yard or two I sang old songs from nowhere Los Angeles, Albuquerque Said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry And I prayed real hard for you I waited for you But I never told you where I was It was you who taught me how To write this kind of equation I waited on the steps for you And I hid in the bushes whenever a car pulled into the parking lot You taught me how to listen to these distant stations Distant stations
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