Tytuł: Next time around

• Wykonawca: Emiliana Torrini
• Wyświetleń: 325

  
   Then came question and it was about time
  The answer came back and it was long
  The house it was built by so men in rhyme
  But whatever came of his talented son
  
  Who wrote me a dialogue set a tune
  Always you told me of being alone
  Except for the stories about God and you
  And do you still live there, in Bufallo
  
  They put up the walls, no more to say
  Nobody stopped to ask why it was done
  The stream was too far and the rains to high
  So into the city the river did run
  Because of the architect the buildings fell down
  Smothered and drowned all the seeds that you sowed
  I wish I was somewhere but not in this town
  Maybe the ocean next time around
  
  I seem to remember the face and the name
  But if it’s not you I don’t care
  I know of changes, but nothing would change you
  To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair
  
  Then I’ll turn and he won't be there,
  Dusky black windows to light the dark stair
  Candles will nod in the musty air
  Oh, with the flames for as many as the years