Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hairshirt Fracture, artist - Jim Carroll. Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Song language: English
Hairshirt Fracture |
| It’s a garbage truck hour, I’m sleeping in the shower |
| I’m feeling like I’m waiting on a train |
| By the sounds from my bed I think somebody’s bled |
| All over something someone’s keeping clean |
| I don’t need anything, just make it bright |
| Then turn it low |
| You don’t need more than me |
| You could live right there beneath the stairs |
| I’ve done it, I’ve said all I can, I’ve reached the end |
| Now you must learn to bend |
| Bend to the floor, taste the core |
| You’re not going nowhere |
| Leave the money right there |
| I feel the arrow sticking in my ear |
| We owe so much we pawned |
| Now watch the power come undone |
| I’m standing on my head to watch the day just drift away |
| This city always makes the same mistakes, asleep or awake |
| I’m sick of waking up inside white balloons |
| Inside of blue balloons |
| New York air is sweet tonight |
| There’s no stars but that’s all right |
| I’m breathing |