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I let go of all my angels, I told them to go on and fly
Yeah, I let go of all my angels, thought I would be all right alone for a while
Now I don’t get much sleep
And I sure could stand to eat
And the only ties that bind me are bound
To a cold stone road that rolls, it rolls
Where no one knows[From “The Last Bus,” off the stellar self-titled album Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers]
If you’re not listening to this young lady, y’all are missing out ❗
Every day is just like the day before
All alone a million miles from shore
All of my dreams I dreamed with you
Now they will die and never come true
An’ I keep crying, cryingOoooh baby
Ooooh baby
I wish I never saw the sunshine
I wish I never saw the sunshine
An’ if I never saw the sunshine baby
Then maybe I wouldn’t mind the rain— Beth Orton, “I Wish I Never Saw The Sunshine” from her first album, Trailer Park…
Tom
The wedding date was June just like any other bride
She loved him like no one before
It was good to be alive
But sometimes that can slip away as fast
As any fingers through your hands
So you let time forgive the past
And go and make some other plansYou are not alone
Laying in the light
Put out the fire in your head
And lay with me tonightPatty Griffin ~ Not Alone
If this isn’t poetry, I don’t know what is –
Open up this wound again
Let my blood flow red and thin
Into the glistening
Into the whiteness
Into the melting snow of MinneapolisPlease hang a sign from my grave when I die.
So I can remind you that finally I’m free from it all.
The voices, the stalls,
My razor sharp tongue and my paper trail heart
That never let me forgive myself.And if I don’t come home one night,
Promise you won’t leave on one light.
I want to drive by, see the windows dark eyes,
Pretend that there’s nobody there.
Lately you’ve been acting in a role that’s unbecoming
Of the girl who taught me there was so much in this world worth living.
The part that you’ve been playing has me dazed and missing you.
But now you’re gone, gone, gone.The promise never harvested in fallow fields shall lie.
In a shallow grave of stubble field and half-remembered lies.
A burning heart deceived me and you really put me on,
But now you’re gone, gone, gone.The memories are bittersweet;
The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth.
I want to touch you, want to breathe you,
Say, “Fuck you I don’t need you – get out…right now.”
John Ralston – Hang a Sign and Gone Gone Gone from the album Needle Bed. A great album.
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