Testo Now That I'm Back - Frances Quinlan
Testo della canzone Now That I'm Back (Frances Quinlan), tratta dall'album Now That I'm Back / Rare Thing
Woman woke up early
Heard a scraping
Near her brain
Imagine when the doc took out the roach
How much she must have changed
Afterwards
It dawned on me
I heard noise from every corner
And one night, ate
Raid-seasoned spaghetti
Look up,
The metal sign
Clangs in the wind from a wire
Talk small, if at all
My news is blind
And on fire
Only me and big trucks
Lost, driving from upstate alone
I came in she had on
That white uniform
I had my first coffee with her
That morning at home
Victory,
Gold plated over
Violence
No presence save for
Memories spiraled and bent
In your bedroom
Voltaire's severed head
Stared me back to bed
You've done your best
All the way to the end
Balloons in a foreign park
Shadows of the dance class merge
And come apart
Cough in the mirror, I'd forgotten to call
Now that I'm back
We should try again to talk
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Writer(s): Christine Frances Quinlan
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