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St Christopher Is Coming Home
Frank Turner
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Monday morning
Comes a-crawling in
From another weekend
Choked with cigarettes and sin
And I've been busy
So much lately
That every time I get some time to spend
I end up drunk or sleeping in
And I miss you
You're busy too
We call each other up when we're messed up
And say we'll meet in the new year
But it's perfectly clear that we'll do no such thing
Come the spring
But when the evening
Casts its shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled
In the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings
Have finally reached their end
Yeah, whatever else may be
I will not forget my friends
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Friday evening
Barely even begins before my phone begins to ring
With people asking where I am
And I can't suppress a smile
We talk a while
But chances are that I am far away
And so I'm phased out of the plan
And that's how I miss out
On another night
The kind of night where nothing really happens
Yeah, but everything goes down
And in the end I'm just a promise
To pick up the phone
When I'm in town
But when the evening
Casts its shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled
In the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings
Have finally reached their end
Yes, whatever else may be
May my friends remember me
La-la-la, la-la-la
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La, la-la-la, la-la-la
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la
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