Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Night Talks, artist - Mark Kozelek. Album song Night Talks - EP, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 21.03.2017
Record label: Caldo Verde
Song language: English
Night Talks |
Oh, we stay up |
You and I on the phone, talking late |
We talk about our recent Netflix and A&E favorites |
We talk about how the world around us has changed since we were young |
We talk about the nice things that have happened and the difficult parts |
And I’ve grown to where I depend on you |
Like how in the morning, I hear the train going ooh |
Like how I hear the wind going |
And the cars on the highway going |
And when I’m in town, dinner with my girlfriend |
And coming home from my tour to a big, fat, cozy bed |
Oh, we’re getting older, aren’t we? |
Next thing you know I’ll be calling you from a fifty-five plus community |
Thinking I definitely didn’t pass up the opportunity |
To tackle life with a tireless tenacity |
Yesterday it was one of your kid’s birthdays |
She’s twelve and I remember when she was just a baby |
She looked like a sack of white flour with legs and arms |
And my girlfriend at the time said, «Oh my god, I love that little one.» |
We were both in our late thirties then |
And we were both getting around so, so easily |
And you were married then and I was with Emily |
But that all changed but everyone involved moved on happily |
I remember my childhood room with these fluorescent posters and a blacklight |
And I’d burn candles and incense all night |
But Dad would say, «Mark, you’re gonna burn the house down.» |
I thought he was paranoid then |
But I fully understand him now |
Your room was so much different than mine |
It had an extra window and much more sunshine |
And your walls were painted a very light shade |
Soft blue and yellow like an Easter egg |
Yesterday five people were murdered at the Fort Lauderdale airport |
By a mass murderer, these things are daily news reports |
On New Years Eve, a mass murder in Turkey |
While me and my girlfriend were sleeping in California, peacefully |
I’m nervous they’re gonna send a nuclear bomb into the sky |
Directed at us while we’re asleep and take us by surprise |
If that happens and my life flashes before my eyes |
I hope that my beautiful love is sleeping beside me |
And if the sirens go off and it’s time for the world to say goodbye |
Many memories will quickly flash through my mind |
The ones that are the dearest to me |
Like our night talks |
I always think of them fondly |
And if for some reason your life goes before mine |
Know that our night talks meant everything |
I’ll be fifty at the end of January |
And our night talks are what I look forward to most throughout my day |
I don’t want our night talks to ever go away |