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Friday, November 18, 2011

Heavy Hours




Don't care much for the off-key/bent-string interlude...still and despite that...this song and lyrics do something to me.



Heavy Hours
By Crooked Fingers

Outside your window
Waited for you
You didn't come
You never do

In the city in the winter time
The snow and the rhyme
Cover the isolation

Yesterday, baby, they told you the news
They meant no harm
They never do
You can take it anyway you want
It comes and it goes
Rising in broken waves and dreams

Heavy hours passing by the way
Heaven knows how I am trying, babe

I hear you breathing
So steady and true
The whole night long
The whole night through
Your lungs soft heaving
Slow drunken time
Falling with mine
Forever here

Heavy hours dragging by the way
Heaven knows how I am trying, baby
Heavy hours passing by the way
Heaven knows how hard I am trying, babe


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2 Comments:

Blogger Wine and Words said...

Perfect. I am moved....but of course you know that. Ah...these heavy hours are right now...this minute...as if each moment were the tick of 60.

I'm still waiting. Stupid me.

Fri Nov 18, 11:07:00 PM  
Blogger secret agent woman said...

Lovely.

Tue Nov 22, 07:19:00 PM  

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