Just before our love got lost I said
“I am as constant as the northern star”
And you said, “constantly in the darkness?
Where’s that at?
If I want you you’ll be in the bar.”
Later on the back of a cocktail coaster
Beneath the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of Canada—oh, Canada—
With her face sketched on it twice.
She’s in my blood like holy wine
She’s so bitter and so sweet
And I had drunk a case of you
And I was still on my feet
I was still on my feet.
Oh she’s in my blood, she’s my holy wine
She’s so bitter, baby, and so sweet.
And I had drunk a case of you.
And I was still on my feet.
I was still up on my feet.
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Sunday, March 25, 2018
I loved you first.
She was our sweetest downfall
But I loved you first, I loved you first.
Between the sheets of paper lies my truth
I had to go. I had to go.
My hair was long when we first met.
Samson came back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed.
And the history books forgot about us, and the Bible didn’t mention us.
The Bible didn’t mention us. Not even once.
She was our sweetest downfall
But I loved you first, I loved you first.
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they’re just old light. They’re just old light.
Samson came to your bed
Told you that your hair was red
Told you were beautiful, and came into your bed.
You cut my hair yourself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And I told you that you’d done alright, and kissed you till the morning light, till the morning light.
And I kissed you till the morning light.
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed.
We couldn’t bring the columns down, we couldn’t destroy a single one.
And the history books forgot about us. And the Bible didn’t mention us. Not even once.
She was my sweetest downfall.
I loved you first.
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