Messing With The Settings

Riding the Sundown: A Journey Through Loss and Redemption
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Two, one, two, three

Introduction, setting the stage for the narrative.

Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

Expressing a feeling of disconnection or detachment, as if riding a train he is not physically on.

Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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We use to post up for days at this place in the flats

Describing a past experience with someone in a place, highlighting her fading grace and belief in an industry that seemed senseless.

And she'd stare off into space

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And draw smokestacks on her placemat

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She had a dwindling grace, and a faith in the industry

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That never really made sense to me

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While we were combing the place

Recalling moments of searching for funds and observing the flag twisting, indicating a sense of aimlessness.

Trying to come up with the funds

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For some phone number friend in some idling car

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She said, "this probably isn't where I see myself forever

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But for now it's pretty much where we are"

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I never really argued with her basic observations

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'Cause I wasn't super into confrontation back then

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I was mostly just about sitting by the window

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Watching the flag in the front just twisting

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And twisting, and twisting

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We map where we've been by the scars on our skin

Reflecting on the scars as markers of experience and mentioning Rachel's advice to "mess with the settings" rather than settling.

We can only sing the songs we've been taught to

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Rachel always recommended messing with the settings

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She said it's better than settling for whatever they give you

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

Reiteration of the disconnection or feeling of being on a train he's not physically riding.

Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Rachel was practical, she always carried matches

Introducing Rachel's practical habits, rituals, and the age difference between them, with a focus on the 1980s.

She said she didn't have habits, they're rituals

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She threw salt over her shoulder when they rang for last orders

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She held her breath when she got up from the table

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And it never really mattered that she was twelve years older

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Except for when we talked about the 1980s

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'Cause I was still showing up to Modern European History

Recalling legal issues and the judge noticing patterns, emphasizing the feeling at sundown.

While she was trying to hold on to her baby

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She started out teasing me, calling me her partner in crime

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'Cause neither one of us were supposed to be in the taverns

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I had a suspended license and a court case coming up

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And the judge said he was seeing some patterns

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She said, "at sundown it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

Describing the sensation at sundown, with a touch on Friday's activities and magical thinking.

That all-in-one sensation of speeding and sinking"

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Friday's making eyes at guys cashing their checks

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And other forms of magical thinking

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

Reiteration of the feeling at sundown, riding a train not physically on.

Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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They pulled me over five minutes from home

Narrating a personal journey involving legal trouble, a move, and attempts to reconnect with Rachel.

Went off to the workhouse for thirty-eight days

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When I got out, I drove out to my brother's in Denver

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He got me a job at the golf course, I decided to stay there

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I heard she'd been living off more of the same

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That she got with that guy that took IDs at the door

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Must have been last winter when I finally tried to text her

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The number I had didn't go through anymore

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So I was a little bit surprised when Sam got in touch

Receiving unexpected contact from Sam, detailing the return after eight years and observing changes in the city, connecting it to Rachel's faith.

Asked if I could be here, told me what did it

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It's my first trip back after eight years in Denver

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I drove in from the west, the city looks different now

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All those luxury lofts that they built in the old factories

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Reminded me of her faith in the industry

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Rachel did her best with the deal she'd been dealt

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And that's what I've got for a eulogy

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

Final reiteration of the sundown feeling, emphasizing the disconnect from a train he's not physically on, concluding with a reflection on Rachel's life.

Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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Sundown, it feels like I'm riding a train I'm not on

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