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BEN FOLDS lyrics : "Fred Jones Part 2"

Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark

There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall


He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes


Things that remind him: 'Life has been good'




Twenty-five years


He's worked at the paper

A man's here to take him downstairs


And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones


It's time




There was no party, there were no songs


'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started

Noone has left here that knows his first name


And life barrels on like a runaway train


Where the passengers change

They don't change anything


You get off; someone else can get on




And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones


It's time




Streetlight shines through the shades


Casting lines on the floor, and lines on his face


He reflects on the day




Fred gets his paints out and goes to the ba!@&(t


Projecting some slides onto a plain white

Canvas and traces it


Fills in the spaces


He turns off the slides, and it doesn't look right

Yeah, and all of these !@$(s


Have taken his place


He's forgotten but not yet gone




And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones


And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones


It's time

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