Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't That a Thing, artist - Sun Kil Moon. Album song Lunch in thePark, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 23.02.2021
Record label: Caldo Verde
Song language: English
Ain't That a Thing |
Sometimes I lay in bed for long, long spells |
Thinking of lines in old movies like |
«The power of Christ compels you» |
Or «You maniacs, you blew it up, Damn you all to Hell!» |
And while thinking of the first time I heard those lines as a child |
My middle-aged woes are temporarily quelled |
Sometimes I lay in bed for long, long spells |
Wonderin' who killed those kids in Atlanta |
Was it Wayne Williams or some other guy |
Or was it the Ku Klux Clan? |
Based on what I’ve seen and heard, looked like a cover up scam |
Cops coverin' for cops who said they couldn’t find the kids |
While searchin' a small plot of land |
And then the kids were found the very next day when their black neighbors |
Took the law into their own hands |
Ain’t that a thing? |
Everyone knows about JonBenét Ramsey |
White, blue eyed and blonde |
And Nancy Holloway from Alabama |
Also white, blue eyed and blonde |
But you mention 30 blacks killed in '79 through '81 |
Most people say |
«Never heard of that one» |
Sometimes to get me out of bed before 2 pm |
They need The Jaws of Life |
For the news I watched the night before could often have me in a state of strife |
I bounce out of it by meditating on the velvety, pastel California colors |
I look at them so deeply as if I’m living in my final hours |
'Cause really, when you get to be my age |
You don’t know when it’s gonna be your final day |
I talked to a friend earlier this week |
His brother just died of esophagus cancer |
At the young age of 48 |
So I read the books that make me laugh, and lately it’s nothin' but John Fante |
The way young Arturo argues with his mom relentlessly |
The way she scolds him constantly for not vigilantly following her guidelines |
of Christianity |
And when I want to feel validated about my sometimes frowned upon path |
I turn to Henry Miller, who continued on far beyond the books for which he was |
banned |
Didn’t matter how old how he got, read the books, watch a documentary |
He never stopped laughing he exuded positivity |
Then finally I get up and walk to Aquatic or Lafayette Park |
Or walk in circles in the Marina in the day and sometimes just before dark |
Wonderin' what’s next for me in this new world we’re livin'? |
Some of my friends think that if I walk the boarded up streets that I am sinning |
Some people I know shame me for goin' out and breathing the air I’m breathing |
Some people criticize me for occasionally wearing a smile |
As if they’d rather watch me perpetually agonizing |
Today I woke up knowing the only think that would lift my mood |
Was meeting Caroline in North Beach for Chinese food |
Knowing I’d be making music starting at 2 |
Yeah the world’s shut down but I won’t succumb |
I will always make music |
I would travel to Ohio though I’m warned not to travel state to state |
I miss my family and it’s breaking my heart and I gotta look after my mental |
state |
Yeah I know all about the world crisis |
But I also see the Lilies and Irises and the Magnolia trees and the Violets |
If people can gather in packs to protest and riot |
And burn down Walmart after Walmart and tear down statue after statue |
And gather in Oklahoma dressed in red, white and blue |
Why can I not get on a plane and fly to Ohio and tell my mother and dad |
I love you? |