
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
City Blues |
And the night comes on |
And the heat dies down |
And the city sprays beams of light into space |
Looking very much like a giant, glowing pineapple |
I throw open the window |
Unknown birds on rooftops |
And rooftops set against the radiant sky |
So this is where people live |
People live, breathe and die in this place |
Keep their own little pills |
In their little holes |
Little holes of enormous appetite |
Shouting at passers by from windows high above the street |
Threatening to take a step of hot blood against the setting sun |
Until they are finally brought to sleep and we can rest |
You alone carry the weight of your body |
And the night comes on |
And the heat dies down |
I am alone |
I have a key for a hotel room |
And I used to have a home |
I just arrived from someplace else |
And upon arrival I saw from inside of the aluminum fish |
The city lay silent |
Silent |
And glowing with a veil of chemicals |
Reaching the very face of the moon |
I was glad I didn’t live down there |
And sad that I had to keep coming back |
I walk up streets and down streets |
And I go to all the familiar places |
No I do not recognize anybody |
I search the bars for little salty portions of friendship |
But they are all long gone |
You alone carry the weight of your body |
So I start walking |
It is a painful walk |
I try walking in front of people |
I try walking the proud walk of the ancient poet |
I alone went out to meet the sea |
And the wave was breaking right there |
Right there at my chest of fine marble |
But this is only partly making sense |
I am pursued by the snake of solitude |
By the time I head on back for the hotel |
You alone carry the weight of your body |
The words enter my mind a third time |
As I lock the door behind me |
Feeling that I had come in from the rain |
I am lucky to have this room |
I am lucky to of dawn |
I will undress |
And I will pack my bags before I go to sleep |
You alone carry the weight of your body |
There are colorful lights at the very fresh of sleep |
Now this thing has an imagination of its own |
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