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Culled from a posting by sffog @ well.com

 Robert Hunter song debuted NYE 2003
 
 KEY TO YOUR ROOM 
 robert hunter 
 
 Standing on the corner at the break of day 
 Thought I heard Buddy Bolden say 
 Live for tomorrow and to hell with today 
 Who do you think you are anyway? 
 Walking on water when you can't even swim 
 Sawing the branch when you're out on a limb 
 God damn Buddy whatcha talking about? 
 Dig down deep and let the song roll out 
 
 There's nothing in the lock but the key to your room 
 Nothing inside but the ghost of perfume 
 A photograph of Jesus, a mop and a broom 
 The toll of a bell I don't know for whom 
 Hangs in the silence like an echo of doom 
 Black paper roses to brighten the gloom 
 A note on the mantle, for me I presume 
 Saying: please take care of the key to my room 
 
 Thank you for the key to your room 
 I  just want to thank you   
 Once more for the key you your room 
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 You didn't move nothing, you let it move you 
 You left your number, I couldn't get through 
 I'll call you again if I can scrape up the change 
 However unusual it isn't so strange 
 To visit the scene of a previous crime 
 And know it for the first and maybe last time 
 I remember a hell of a lot 
 But t's hard to believe how much I forgot 
 
 For all the emotions whose price tag is lost 
 Smothered like flames or encoded in frost 
 Free as it seemed from profit and loss 
 Inside we both know what it cost 
 Cost everything but the sink and the floor 
 So wash your face and roll out the door 
 Do what you gotta do and do it some more 
 And try to believe in what you're doing it for 
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 Maybe your intentions weren't all that clear 
 Or maybe I just didn't want to hear 
 Words of consolation shouted in my ear 
 However well meant, however sincere 
 There were complications, it didn't look good 
 In retrospect I might have misunderstood 
 On a whole other page as I usually am 
 Could be I really didn't give a damn 
 
 Still undecided at the close of the day 
 If it could've played any other way 
 Did we execute an original crime 
 Or was it just another sign of the time? 
 Some insist it was nothing at all 
 But a patch of shade between the rock and the wall 
 Others see acres of love in full bloom 
 A boxful of matches and the key to your room 
 
 Thank you for the key to your room 
 I  just want to thank you   
 Once more for the key you your room 
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 Nothing to communicate but your own pain 
 One day's tears, another day's rain 
 Maybe the music by which you express 
 The things that hurt will heal you the best 
 Indian Summer on the porches of Fall 
 Shed a little bit kinder light on it all 
 Maybe not much and maybe not long 
 That's about all you can ask from a song 
 
 So thank you for the key to your room 
 And everything in it the flames now consume 
 Spread from the candle I lit for to see 
 And just knocked over accidentally 
 I don't guess I'll be coming back here 
 But I'll keep the key as a souvenier 
 Gotta go now but I just want to say: 
 Thanks for everything you didn't betray 
 
 And thank you for the key to your room 
 I  just want to thank you   
 Once more for the key you your room 
 

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