A pole climber
A clown
A grocery cart pusher wearing someone else's ring
A girl who crossed the International Date Line
And waited for you in a bar nobody else could find
You wrote her name recently in a book of receipts
Heartache and anger rearranged the letters
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15 years and too many miles to matter
We walk on stage with nothing to say
This is what the pink moon showed us today
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