The Clientele - When I Came Home from the Party lyrics

When I came home from the party Everything had changed The city was beside itself Just one inch away Alright, my tongue gets split, my hands are gloves I just can't quite shake it off I just can't quite shake it off I just can't quite shake it off When I came home from the movies Through each tenement line The city was in rapture for The twenty-second time Alright, they haunted you in middle school All the sunlit faces Marching through the crowd All the sunlit faces marching through the crowd All that day and all that night our dead friends walked into the streets Their faces in the doorways like a mirror to your photographs They mingled with the crowds until the living and the dead became each other