Testo The District Sleeps Alone Tonight

Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty and I’m barely listening
To last demands, I’m staring at the asphalt wondering what’s buried underneath
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
A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
The district sleeps alone after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving