I Promise Black

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#174: Svendestykket mod FCK

Another wasted night in this lonely northern town
You’re waiting for these blues to have me coming back around
You still wanna hold me down; you still wanna talk
I’m headed for the best of me but it’s goddamn far to walk
And it’s a long time ‘til I get there
It’s a long time ‘til I get there

Funny how the ones you love are the ones you hurt the most
A hundred thorns are breaking skin while you’re clinging to the rose
Well I’m lying on the third floor, wearing concrete shoes
You’re in your dark apartment tangled in your Black Street Blues
And it’s a crying shame, yeah, it’s a crying shame

Baby you don’t have to try so hard if I’m broken this easily
All you gotta know is how to play your cards – ‘til I’m hoping you’re coming back to me
I’m lying on the third floor, wearing concrete shoes
You’re in your dark apartment tangled in your Black Street Blues
And it’s a crying shame, yeah, it’s a crying shame

Black Street Blues

She was born on a Wednesday in a backwoods town 
Not 3:30 in the afternoon, the sun’s already going down
The doc was late – he got caught up in the snow
The last of six, weakest in the rank
Her mama played bingo and her daddy drank
At night she’d pray that the four winds a-blowin’
Would take her away

The kids at school she had to run and hide from
At home, she was the invisible one
Couldn’t find no friends in a world that seemed so cold
She’d retreat inside a head full of dreams
‘bout the kind of lives that people live in magazines
In her locked-up diary, she’d try and bare her soul

Please take me away to Paris or Ontario
Where the spring comes fast and the night don’t fall so hard
Where the bigger kids aren’t always picking fights
No daddies in the drunk tanks on Friday nights
When I get older, that’s where I’m gonna go

Grew up, worked the gas bar to make some pay
No other place to stop 200 miles each way
The truckers would pull up always hang out for a while
Most of them were married but she didn’t mind
She just hoped that she could find one that would be so kind
As to ask that she help span the weary mile

And take her away to Paris or Ontario
Where the spring comes fast and the night don’t fall so hard
Where you can work in a gallery and make good pay
Talk with artists about God wear nice clothes every single day
When I get money that’s I swear I’m gonna go

After saving up a chunk of change
And three rides on a jet plane
Couldn’t afford Toronto headed to a smaller town
But after three months of winter rain
In a town she picked because she liked the name
She had to admit, she was starting to come around

Please take me away from Paris, Ontario
Give me back the night, I wanna see the stars
I’ll take family and the same old trees
Give me the long days of night, the -40 degrees
I know I just got here, but now I wanna go

And see, she’s sailing through the sky into the arms of home tonight
Head for the horizon, sail straight into the morning light
From Paris Ontario

Paris Or Ontario

You still remember the summer of ‘98
Mama put a bowl up on your head, with the scissors swore she’d make it straight
From a quarter mile you’d hear them laughing
Mama said those little slags are jealous of your carefree attitude
And maybe that was true, after all
Suddenly you were glad
That those kids didn’t know they were jealous of something that you never had

Those Sunday mornings never seemed to end
Mama said if you can’t pray, at least close your eyes and just pretend
Later party boys would line you up and say
Take the body of Christ from your outstretched hand onto your tongue and let it melt away
Secret you’d never tell
You never prayed to God, and maybe that was just as well

I saw you once, at the doctor’s, in the hallway
You looked into my eyes and then quickly we both looked away
Now I wish I had told you how good you look when you’re just coming out of the rain
Now I wish I had told you ‘cause I know I’m never gonna see you again
Think of it more than I should
Maybe that passing glance could have been the start of something good

Who are you now? Just a lone figure on a dark stretch of highway
Out on that strip of grass ‘tween where Goodies’ was and Super A
I wonder where you’ll sleep tonight, I hope that you’re alright
I wonder where you’ll sleep, wonder where you’ll sleep, wonder where you’ll sleep tonight
I hope that you’re alright

Bowl Cut

(Sometimes I Get) Lost In All Of It Again

Guide - The Man Who Can No Longer Love or Charm

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Engaging The Rain

Not to be confused with Stranger or Molly on the shore, this beautiful piece for Clarinet and Piano appeared in my inbox one day, a lonnng time ago. I’m afraid the sheet music (and the composers name) has long been lost so please get in touch if you know who this is by so I can credit them.

On Shore

I am 5'3" and have commensurately small- to medium-sized dreams

PICTURE BY THE GREAT ASHLEY SWINTON!! Taken after I had consumed roughly 50 marshmallows

(Sometimes I Get) Lost In All Of It Again

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