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Kim Baker: Music & Lyrics

Auction #9

(Kim Baker)
Copyright 2000
Words and Music by Kim Baker

Last night I stood out on the edge of your deck
Could feel the stark breeze of heaven on the still of my neck
Thought how sad it was that this house sits all alone
Filled with dusty trinkets and a ringing telephone
Well my mom is sitting in that cold hospital bed
Would give anything she had to see a sunset red
How many times she's told me one day at a time
I would give you my heart, give you everything that's mine
Well your dream is for sale at auction #9
How many stock options guarantee your place in line
We'll give you benefits and health plans
Make you feel like you belong
And you won't even notice
When your dream is gone
Last night I tried to call you on this long distance phone
But all I could find was a machine of stone
Where the hell have all of my friends gone?
Those people I knew in the fresh morning dawn
Well your dream is for sale at auction #9
How many stock options guarantee your place in line
We'll give you benefits and health plans
Make you feel like you belong
And you won't even notice
When your dream is gone
Wish I had a billion dollars I'd buy everyone's dream back
And we could all walk barefoot down the railroad tracks
Sit by a stream, look up to the sky
Feel the stark breeze of heaven calm the tears in our eyes...
Well your dream is for sale at auction #9
How many stock options guarantee your place in line
We'll give you benefits and health plans
Make you feel like you belong
And you won't even notice
When your dream is gone