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phone call from chicago - peter himmelman lyrics

[verse 1]
i’d said i’d call well, here i am two years late, but oh my friend
i have grown since you knew me there’s a new blood runnin’ through me
i’m in chicago now it’s 5 p.m
there’s a wind coming off lake michigan
it has no restrictions it has so much conviction
i felt that way when i was nine or ten ain’t felt the same a time again

[verse 2]
and the wind’s blowin’ stronger
like it just can’t wait no longer
like it has to make its way back home again
my room is old it smells of rain
tap tap tappin’ on my windowpane
and though i’m warm and rested
i feel like i’m being tested

[verse 3]
therе’s a freight train static ’bout a mile away clanking iron on a winter’s day
likе a demon flyin’ you can hear its wheels cryin’
like it has to make its way back home again
faded couches and a tv set, motel bathroom soaking wet
i wipe the steam from the mirror, but my face it don’t get no clearer
and the coke machine down the hall sounds like thunder as the cans would fall
like a thunder resoundin’, you can hear my heart a poundin’
[outro]
like it has to make its way back home again (again)
like it has to make its way back home again

- peter himmelman lyrics

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