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Palace Hotel

from an afternoon by Justine Rose

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I turn his collar down, and then he turns around and kisses good morning
He doesn't make a sound, and so the force of it hits without warning
And there are days
I put the ironing board away; and I'm wearing a terrycloth robe
There are years
I'm thinking of how life goes

'Cause there are days, there are years, and then there's a touch
That melts the days and the years
This old world is too much
I'm smiling, waiting for the elevator bell
Checking in with you
At the Palace Hotel

And life goes places you can't see at eighteen
You look good in a suit, like I look good in jeans
You raise the stakes; yeah, you call in for more pancakes
Eat 'em in the bath, feeling inspired
Six floors down is a gold rush town, but up here it's just curtains and light
We sit cross-legged on the bed, compare where our lives have led
Eat pillowcase chocolates, and call it a night

'Cause there are days, there are years, and then there's a touch
That melts the days and the years
This old world is too much
I'm smiling, waiting for the elevator bell
Checking in with you
At the Palace Hotel

And life goes places that you never thought you'd see
You've become a non sequitur to me
And still it's nice, to be part of the flow of your life
This week Albany, next week Chicago
Far cry from sitting by the Charles, and talking about what life means
If only we had known, you can't help but be shown what life means

'Cause there are days, there are years, and then there's a touch
That melts the days and the years
This old world is too much
I'm smiling, waiting for the elevator bell
Checking in with you
At the Palace Hotel

So we'll steal all the soap and the cotton balls
Do whatever we want, make the most of it all

'Cause there are days, there are years, and then there's a touch
That melts the days and the years
This old world is too much
I'm smiling, waiting for the elevator bell
Checking in with you

At the Palace Hotel

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from an afternoon, released March 21, 2021

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Located in Sacramento, California, Justine Rose writes bright, lyric-driven indie country.

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