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Now, I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn
To send a little money home from here to the moon
Is risin' like a discotheque
And now my bags are down and packed for travelingLookin' at happiness, keepin' my flavor fresh
Nobody knows I guess, how far I'll go, I know
So I'm leavin' at six O' clock, meet in a parkin' lot
Harriet Hendershot, sunglasses on, she waits by thisGlass and concrete and stone
It is just a house, not a homeSkin that covers me from head to toe
Except a couple tiny holes and openings
Where the city's blowin' in and out
And this is what it's all about, delightfullyEverything's possible when you're an animal
Not inconceivable, how things can change, I know
So I'm puttin' on aftershave, nothing is out of place
Gonna be on my way, try to pretend, it's not onlyGlass and concrete and stone
And it's just a house, not a homeAnd it's glass and concrete and stone
It is just a house, not a home
And my head is fifty feet high
Let my body and soul be my guide

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Fulton Lights are one of several projects masterminded by Brooklyn-based singer, composer, and musician Andrew Spencer Goldman, who has also recorded as leader of the groups John Guilt and Maestro Echoplex. For Fulton Lights, Goldman assembled an eclectic variety of musicians -- among them players who have worked with the Walkmen, Wilco, Dälek, Ida, the Beauty Pill, and Grenadine -- to create a suite of beautiful, ghostly songs in which acoustic pianos and string samples float over muted hip-hop beats as Goldman's soulful, whispery tenor shares tales of life in the city of New York.

Read more about Fulton Lights on Last.fm.


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