Frances Quinlan

Now That I'm Back
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, a 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 and she had On that white uniform I had my first coffee with her that morning at home Victory Gold-plated over violence No present saved for memory spiraled and bent In your bedroom Voltaire's severed head SongtexteStared me back to bed You tried your best All the way to the end Balloons in a foreign park Shadows of the dance class virgin come apart Cough in the mirror I'd forgotten to call Now that I'm back we should try again to talk We should try again to talk We should try again to talk We should try again to talk We should try again to talk Aus Songtexte Mania