Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song With A Sort Of Grace I Walked To The Bathroom To Cry, artist - Sun Kil Moon. Album song Universal Themes, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 31.05.2015
Record label: Caldo Verde, Rough Trade
Song language: English
With A Sort Of Grace I Walked To The Bathroom To Cry |
My friend Theresa, she’s been in a lot of pain |
Was there recently, had took up all the space in my brain |
She lives there, by a cornfield |
So was it the spray or was it the medication she took to get herself through |
her day |
We got into her car and we drove around |
The Ohio roads that were flooded with rain on the ground |
We got into a car and we drove around |
«Teaser and the Firecat» and «Tea For the Tillerman» were in the background |
When I was a kid, I kept toads and garter snakes |
In the window well and they drowned when it rained |
Before the snow came down in the winter |
I dug a hole for my box turtle |
He’d hibernate until Spring I’d come and get him |
And I took her picture near a red fire hydrant near an old barn |
And then we ate at Eadie’s Fish House in North Canton |
And that night we watched Jimmy Buffet on Jimmy Fallon |
And I went to sleep on her couch while she walked off to her bedroom |
And I kissed her goodnight |
And I looked at her tired eyes |
With a sort of grace I walked to the toilet to cry |
Because I remember when we were just young |
Just young, young little kids |
Before the heaviness of life took over every fucking thing |
Because I remember when we were just young |
Young, young little kids |
Playing the Ouija board on a yellow card table in her mother’s basement |
And when I’m walking down the Ohio roads |
I remember all the turtles and snakes and the frogs and the toads |
And all the ponds and lakes, the records and 8-track tapes |
I loved Emerson Lake and Palmer’s Brain Salad Surgery but Eric Clapton’s |
Slowhand gave me a fucking headache |
And as I walk around the block that you live on |
I see poetry in every inch of it |
I see lightning bugs flicker at dusk |
In the overgrown weeds at house being foreclosed on |
And I walk over to the church at the intersection |
Fluorescent blue painted handicapped parking spaces |
And at the side of the road I see a dead groundhog laying on his back |
And I walk over to him and there’s another groundhog nearby in the weeds |
Breathing fast like he’s having a panic attack |
My friend Theresa she’s been in so much pain |
When I visit her, I do my best not to bitch or complain |
So I goof around and I like to tell her dumb jokes |
But underneath it all I’ve got a gnawing fear deep in my bones |
Because someone I love is so sick and so tired and weak |
I want to make her laugh because everything’s been so goddamn fucking bleak |
But I’m here to give her my love when and while I can |
Because I gotta go back to work like any other working man |
And I went out tonight and I got her Kraus' pizza |
Anything I could do for my beloved friend Theresa |
And I got her a brand new bed cause her back’s so fucking bad |
I went to a department store and picked it out with my dad |
I love you, love you, love you, love you Theresa |
And I’m really sorry that I gotta leave you |
I always knew you wanted to play and sing |
I always knew you’d leave Ohio and cross a bunch of oceans and seas |
But there is no sound I love more or that is more healing |
Then when I close my eyes and you sing personally to my kids and me |
And as I walk around the block you live on |
It smells so much like our childhood |
It smells so much like our old neighborhood |
I remember when I first heard Led Zeppelin’s «Tea For One» |
Laying by my bedroom window on Valium soaking up the warm afternoon sun rays |
And in those minutes, hours, I was totally content |
And I’ll take that memory to my grave as one of my happiest moments |
And I remember you swimming at Turkeyfoot |
Me and my dad were up in his fishing boat |
Tossing our lines out onto the lake |
With the minnow bucket hanging by a stringer off the edge of the boat |
And I remember watching the bobbers and waiting for a bass to take the bait |
And I remember your big happy smile |
While you were wading out there in the water |
And that smile still graces your face |
And the faces of your beautiful young daughters |