The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (The Postal Service cover)
Smeared black ink... your face is all sweat And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath Where I am Where I am
I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my Chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor here... I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is Where I am (You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex) Where I am (A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just Visiting) Where I am (And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving) (Why I was the one worth leaving)
D.C. sleeps alone tonight D.C. sleeps alone tonight Where I am (You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex) Where I am (A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just Visiting) Where I am (And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving) (Why I was the one worth leaving)
The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights And leave the autos swerving into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving