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The Lights From the Power Plant
 

 
In a small town down
By the highway near coast
Factories and churches
Sit on dusty gravel roads
This is where they first met
Such a long time ago

They were young lovers
Wet behind the ears
Foolish and unguarded
Following blindly without fear
Skipping school and hopping fences
Making love down by the pier

Love like elements react
Constellations in the black

The lights from the power plant
Burn bright in the night
Like an old kerosene lamp
From a car parked by the ocean
What a vision to behold
The lights from the power plant

She says my heart is like an orphan
And your words are just like home
I do not deserve such kindness
Keeps me warm down to my bones
You bear some strange familiar likeness
To a man I feel I know

As if to keep each other safe
They spent the night locked in embrace

And the lights from the power plant
Burn bright in the night
Like an old kerosene lamp
When all seemed unstable
Their love would always hold
The lights from the power plant

As the years passed by
They were not so unkindly
And whenever things got rough
The pain they'd share
But no matter when death comes
It's always so untimely
She sat next to him
As she tried hard to prepare

You can you still see them
Through the window if you look
They're both still there
Open up your eyes
Just once more time darling
Without I know I just can't bear

The lights from the power plant
Burn bright in the night
Like an old kerosene lamp
I was sure that they would always be there
And then one day they were gone
The lights from the power plant

By mikemezz

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