| Twilight sharpened as I put my hood up and walked into town
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| All the streets were empty, like my stomach
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| So I had to see what I could scrounge
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| Just like…
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| Every town before
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| 'Knock Knock' at every door, no answer
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| I snuck up to their windows for a peak
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| Inside each house I saw silhouettes against the blue lights of their television
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| screens
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| And so I clibmed the hill where power stations overlooked the town
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| I found the generators, threw the switch, and shut the whole thing down
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| I turned to see hundreds of flickering blue lights die in the night
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| The darkness that followed was broken by a single candle light
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| So I descended into town
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| The candle light was multiplying now, and the silent streets were filling up
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| with townspeople, laughing
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| I asked a smiling woman if she had something we could eat
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| She thanked me for the great idea, and dashed to her home down the street
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| She soon returned, her arms full with a bounty of bread wine and cheese
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| Her neighbor winked and organzied a group, to bring tables and seats
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| And so we all sat down, and I raised a glass of wine
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| And declared a toast, to meeting these old friends for the first time
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| And someone played guitar
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| And kids banged pots and pans
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| And we all sang old songs
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| (The kind that no one can forget)
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| And then we all took turns
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| Telling our best tales
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| (The kind that start out true, but end up taller than 10 whales)
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| That’s when someone spoke up, and said «This here gathering
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| Is a neighborhood, the kind I always hoped this town would be!»
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| Right then the power came back on
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| And then the man next to me checked his watch
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| And said «Thank god, my shows are on!»
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| And so they blew their candles out
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| And hurried back to be inside each house
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| Where glowing blue lights had come back to reclaim the night
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| The smoke hung in the air, but everyone had gone
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| That was the best I’d get from this town, so I ventured on
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| Now with my belly full, I walked the empty streets
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| Between the rows of houses who’s blue lights lit up my feet
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| But much to my surprise, one house stood alone
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| It was completely dark
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| Save one candle in the window
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| I stopped and then I smiled, but I had no time to rest
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| I knew that pretty soon, I’d be hungry again |