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Cigarette Machine
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Fred Eaglesmith
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Stumbling past your house, baby At the break of day I thought I saw your silhouette Dancing across the shades I went out to the mission I called out your name Till an angel with a face like yours Came and let me in I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in a gutter On a window on the street In a storefront, in a picture, on an old broken TV Oh, I swear it was you that was staring back at me Oh, I swear it was you staring back at me I heard soldiers' voices down by the city gate There were junkies lying on thе ground They made me look away I spillеd you on a mirror I chopped you into lines And over some old kitchen sink I swore I’d let you die I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in a gutter On a window on the street In a storefront, in a picture, on an old broken TV Oh, I swear it was you staring back at me Oh, I swear it was you that was staring back at me Well, old radios and broken mirrors And dog-eared things I read Worn out movie stars In faded limousines I battle through my own charades Of coffee cups and clowns I can’t keep up with parades 'Cause I keep falling down I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter On a window on the street In a storefront, in a picture, on an old broken TV Oh, I swear it was you was staring back at me I swear it was you staring back at me
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