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HOTEL ROOMS, PARKING LOTS

In hotel rooms, parking lots
The sinner meets the saint
They swap their stories in his head
Until he gets it straight
Small, convenient fairy tales
Like something on TV
Where heroes find redemption
Before the final scene

He slips inside, 1:00 am
And sidles up the stairs
A long look down the corridor
As dreaming fills the air:
A pony ride on Saturday,
The latest runway queen
A man who says he loves you
And loves you like he means

All that he says
But once upon a time was long ago
All that he says
Funny how the things you love
Are probably the things you should let go

And the ripple of the comforter
The bedsheets breathe a sigh
She doesn't let on she's awake
And opens up her eyes
The gentle rise and fall of him
Our tragic hero sleeps
Dreaming of another world,
One where he believes

All that he says
But once upon a time was long ago
All that he says
He'll say yet again
Tomorrow he'll kiss the kids goodbye
Tell her she's the perfect wife
And check in with his alibi

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