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The night`s a spill, a permanent stain; the city soaks in silence, salt and dirty snow. A blue glow from the tv again, the cutains never open, faces never show. And every time a light is turned on there`s a light that`s turned off somewhere. For every failing feeling that`s lost there`s a perfest cost, there`s a debt you can`t share. And every night they play the same song to the same offbeat believers. And everyone is singing along wearing blueblack eyes, wearing dead men`s neck-ties. Clocks stopped at the corner of Albert will show your last bus left an hour ago, so stumble down the stairs again, pretend you`re not to proud to understand and still know when your voice cuts through the crowd that lonely people talk too loud. Numbers on a washroom stall. There`s always more then one last call calling you. Send " Wellington S Wednesdays" Ringtone to your Cell