Well Alvin the widower's waiting
In the Dearth cafe
Nursing his third cup of coffee
Til he can drink the night away
Carlita rushes down Pritchard boulevard
Her shoes in her left hand
The postcard arrived two days too late
She'll miss her rendezvous again
Tabitha lost her factory job
Turns up her collar to this dirty factory town
She hatched a scheme of kerosene dreams
If the plant hadn't burned down
The air hangs thick and sour
With a palpable regret
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
Lisa and Hector are eyeing glass jars
In Hector's father's store
They swiped a couple sour balls yesterday
And they'd like a couple more
Andrew left his interview
He's headed back to shining shoes
He spent his last twenty five his a brand new suit
And ten he didn't have on booze
The air is cool and sickly
As the sun begins to set
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
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Well Alvin the widower's waiting
In the Dearth cafe
Nursing his third cup of coffee
Til he can drink the night away
Carlita rushes down Pritchard boulevard
Her shoes in her left hand
The postcard arrived two days too late
She'll miss her rendezvous again
Tabitha lost her factory job
Turns up her collar to this dirty factory town
She hatched a scheme of kerosene dreams
If the plant hadn't burned down
The air hangs thick and sour
With a palpable regret
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
Lisa and Hector are eyeing glass jars
In Hector's father's store
They swiped a couple sour balls yesterday
And they'd like a couple more
Andrew left his interview
He's headed back to shining shoes
He spent his last twenty five his a brand new suit
And ten he didn't have on booze
The air is cool and sickly
As the sun begins to set
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
In the Dearth cafe
Nursing his third cup of coffee
Til he can drink the night away
Carlita rushes down Pritchard boulevard
Her shoes in her left hand
The postcard arrived two days too late
She'll miss her rendezvous again
Tabitha lost her factory job
Turns up her collar to this dirty factory town
She hatched a scheme of kerosene dreams
If the plant hadn't burned down
The air hangs thick and sour
With a palpable regret
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
Lisa and Hector are eyeing glass jars
In Hector's father's store
They swiped a couple sour balls yesterday
And they'd like a couple more
Andrew left his interview
He's headed back to shining shoes
He spent his last twenty five his a brand new suit
And ten he didn't have on booze
The air is cool and sickly
As the sun begins to set
It's low tide in Bog Harbor
And everyone's upset
Writer: Seth Pederson
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