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    "Open All Night"genre: Folk
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    From WAER 88.9 FM's "World Song Shop", 9/10/00
    CD: Where I've Been (upcoming)   Label: independent
    Credits: Ryan Fitzsimmons - guitar and vocals

    Story Behind the Song
    One too many nights seeing the sun come up through all-night-diner windows.

    Lyrics
    I think I’ve sat with everyone I’ve ever cared about
    At one time or another in this place
    Every booth has a different memory
    Every scratch in the table brings back another face
    On the wall, cheap, mounted posters of Elvis
    Still look out on the crowd
    It’s 2 am; the jukebox is blaring the same old songs
    The bar drunks are singing out loud

    The high schoolers sip their coffee
    Tenth cup for the night
    And I see little reflections of me
    In every face under the pink neon light

    (Chorus)
    I’m too tired to sleep
    Wired and week
    There’s no other place in this town…
    It isn’t clear
    Why I’m still here
    But there’s no other place in this town
    That’s open all night

    There’s this blonde
    She’s sitting at a corner table
    She looks a lot like a girl I used to know
    She’s got smile that’s full of childish innocence
    The kind we all lost so many years ago
    The waitress lays the check down
    The blonde lights a cigarette
    She’s writing down napkin poems
    About a future that’s not ruined yet

    (Chorus)

    Another ash tray
    Another story
    Another fifty cent tip
    Another sick joke
    Another quick smoke
    It’s all starting to slip…
    Every night ends the same way…

    I lean back into the red metallic vinyl
    That covers all these worn out seats
    The windows act like two-way mirrors at this time of night
    Somehow that just makes it all complete
    The regulars have different faces
    But their roles are all the same
    Mainlining caffeine and nicotine
    Pretending their future won’t ever change

    (Chorus)

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