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letra de box fan blues - maxwell stern

you were there
talking politics and sports with friends
drinking a black label and lime
it’s your favorite
and telling a story that you told twice that day
i’m a few down, eavesdropping
or freaking out, punching the pinball machine
nursing the same beer for 45 minutes
’til it’s mostly just backwash and water

you talk too much and you get loud
i don’t wanna bring it up, but heads are turning now
the city’s melting and our side street’s dead
(walking away from you)
so baby, put that box fan at the foot of the bed and we’ll get close
(walking away from me now)

and then you came in
like an open-window thunderstorm
carrying the wind west from the nеarest great lake
soaking my skеtchbooks and flooding the driveway
afternoons smell like laundry and tar
but lately the nights, yeah, they hit pretty hard
sometimes i want an easy way to fill up the days
but if you don’t sweat, what the f-ck do you get anyway?
you talk too much and you drink more
spinning in your bar stool
scr-ping finish off the floor
the city’s melting and our side street’s dead
(walking away from you)
so baby, put that box fan at the foot of the bed and we’ll get close
(walking away from me now)

so i’ll meet you halfway
but i never said i’d stay
take the storm windows out for circulation
scribble shapes in the condensation
write a list, lines one and two
you drink water and i’ll sing the box fan blues

- maxwell stern

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