Monday Music: Amos Lee

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A thousand empty window And only half the lights are out I wonder what these people's lives What they might be all about Do they got a lover And could they have a family Could it be their just as lonesome As you and me I wanna shout out Shout out loud Why don't you all Just come on out And we can Tear it all down, yeah White lights burning Down an empty avenue I wonder if their driver Found someone he can go on home to I wanna shout out Shout out loud Why don't you all Just come on out And we can Tear it all down, yeah Cause everybody's got a part in the game And everybody's got a cross they can claim And everybody's got somebody to blame But we all must find our own way, yeah yeah I wanna shout out Shout out loud I wanna shout out Shout out loud I wanns shout out Shout out loud Shout out loud, yeah, yeah Shout out loud, yeah, yeah Shout out loud Shout out loud Shout out loud

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