Big Beat Up Moon
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She moved into apartment 302
Cursing all the decisions she blew
She doesn't go out much anymore
And picking up the phone is a task she's not up to
She just goes to work and watches TV
Stares out at the big beat-up moon
That has to look down on a hundred million apartment rooms
How can there be so many people
Stacked up in rooms
And still feel all alone?
She looks out at more buildings
There's the Garden Park, Emerald Court
The Willow Brook and the Autumn Oaks
But there's no garden anywhere and no emerald green
The brook has been paved and the oak trees are hoaxed
All those buildings filled up with more windows
To stare out at the big beat-up moon
That has to look down on a hundred million apartment rooms
Wondering how can there be so many people
Stacked up in rooms
And still feel all alone?
There's a night watchman locking up a warehouse
There's a nurse riding home on a bus
There are hallways agreed with the smell of old grease
With radiator hiss and pipes bleeding rust
All those buildings filled up with more windows
To stare out at the big beat-up moon
That has to look down on a hundred million apartment rooms
Wondering how can there be so many people
Stacked up in rooms
And still feel all alone?
Oh, how can there be so many people
Stacked up in rooms
And still feel all alone?