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GUITAR BY MARC BENETEAU. Hiya Joe.

Quarter Watt Burn: The amount of energy it takes to conceive of something that seemed like a good idea at the time. Lyric below.

ALL THAT REMAINS IS THE LOVE

They were nailin’ down the issues, keen to light a new spark
I was tryin’ to catch the drift behind the newscaster’s remarks
Were they looking for an answer or just dancing in the dark?
A little truth could’ve gone a long way
They were rollin’ out the carpet, off’rin’ up somebody new
We could hold up as saviour or nail the blame onto
Any reason for a party, it’s the least that we could do
In the sobering tone of these days
Then somewhere near the groc’ry store my reasoning got tossed
Thirty years gone in a minute. Now I’m countin’ up the cost
‘Tween that graduation dance and this corner five and dime
Kinda lost the point and it kinda lost the shine

CHORUS

You could count on one hand all the times it works out
But if you had a nickel for each one of your doubts
You’d be sittin’ oh so pretty on a cloud high up above
In the end it hardly matters
‘Cause all that remains is the love

SOLO

We been waitin’ on messiahs since we fell out of the trees
With no one ‘round for reprimand, just doin’ as we please
Now we’re passin’ the high water mark and in it to our knees
With nothing to offer but spin
In the end you just keep swimmin’, give it all you got
Try to make it to the shore before the other shoe drops
No one else’ll do it for you so you may as well dig in
Don’t think anybody loses or anybody wins
Thirty years wasted on a quarter-watt burn
Put the keys in the ignition, after that, it’s just a blur
Can’t remember what they promised. Guess I got what I deserve
I dunno, I can’t complain. I’m still swingin’ at the curves

REPEAT CHORUS