The lights go out each evening at eleven And up and down our block there´s not a sound I close my eyes and search for peaceful slumber And just then the local memory comes around
Piles of blues against the door to make sure sleep will come no more He´s the hardest working memory in this town Turns out happiness again and then lets loneliness back in And each night the local memory comes around
Each day I say tonight I may escape him I pretend I´m happy and never even frown But at night I close my eyes and pray sleep finds me But again the local memory comes around
Rids the house of all good news and then sets out my crying shoes What a faithful memory never lets me down We´re both up ´til light of day, chasing happiness away
And each night the local memory comes around And each night the local memory comes around
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