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The clouds hung over the city, like a sheet metal roof
I was hungover, trying to fall asleep in a metal booth
Every time I woke up, I was older than I was before
Every time I woke up, I was older than I was before

You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me making myself proud
You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me saying your name out loud

I was taking a bus downtown and I sat next to a man
Who said, ‘Son, what’s in that brown bag clutched in your white-knuckled hand?
And if it’s that good stuff, won’t you share it with me please?’
I said, ‘This here’s that medicine that’s worse than the disease.’

You won’t find it, you won’t find it
You won’t find it on no drug store shelf
You won’t find it, you won’t find it
You won’t find it cause it causes what it cures itself

The woman who lives in our old apartment wrapped herself in both arms
And she stood there, hugging herself in the doorway
She said, ‘I used to love you so much, and you still look the same.’
She said, ‘I used to love you so much, but I can’t recall your name.

You won’t find it, you won’t find it
You won’t find it in no telephone book
You won’t find it, you won’t find it
You won’t find it cause you don’t know where to look
You weren’t home when I got home, and it still comes as a surprised
Even though you left out weeks ago, somehow I
Still expect to see you there, by the window in your chair
Holding out both hands, asking for nothing. Holding out both hands, asking for nothing

You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me making myself proud
You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me saying your name out loud

You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me holding my head high
You won’t find me, you won’t find me
You won’t find me cause you won’t try

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from Scavenger's Joy, released February 28, 2015
Written by Owen Lyman-Schmidt
Arranged by Driftwood Soldier

Owen Lyman-Schmidt: Vocals, Mandolin, Suitcase, Coffee Can
Bobby Szafranski: Bass Guitar, Bottle Caps

Recorded and Mixed by Kyle Pulley at The Headroom
Mastered by Jarrod Pedone at Electric Jelly Studio

Additional Instrumentation:
Marimba by Jacob Brunner

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