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Source Decay Lyricsby The Mountain Goats Buy album CD: All Hail West Texas Once a week I make the drive To the Austen post office box I take the detour Through our old neighborhood See all the Chevy Impalas in their frontyards Up on blocks And I park in an alley And I read through the postcards You continue to send Where as indirectly as you can You ask what I remember I like these torture devices From my old best friend Well I'll tell you what I know Like I swore I always would I don't think it's going to do you any good I remember the train Heading south out of Bangkok Down toward the water I always get a late starte When the sun's going down And the traffic's thinning out And the glare is hard to take I wish the West Texas highway Was a mobius strip I could ride it out forever When I feel my heart break I almost swear I hear it happen It's that clear and that hard I come in off the highway And I park in my front yard I fall out of the car Like a hostage from a plane Think of you a while Start wishing it would rain And I remember the train Headed south out of Bangkok Down toward the water I come into the house Put on a pot of coffee Walk the floors a little while I set your postcard on a table With all the others like it I start sorting through the pile I check the pictures and the postmarks And the captions and the stamps For signs of any pattern at all When I come up empty handed The feeling almost overwhelms me I let a few of my defenses fall And I smile a bitter smile It's not a pretty thing to see I think about a railroad platform Back in 1983 And I remember the train Headed south out of Bangkok down Down toward the water
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