I can't tell the smoke from the fog, oh my love I can't see the bridge today from my bay window, oh my love Lonely, lonely days, just me and a Fante book and your cat I can't wait for you, I can't wait for you to come back
I need your love like a crack addict needs crack In the flower pot that's sits on my fire escape The mother dove and her young ones are long gone Over the summer they flew away
Last night I came home the studio and I cried Lookin' at old photos of myself in a cabin in West Virginia when I was a child I used to spend all day catching salamanders in the steam And me and my dad would catch catfish And trout and cook 'em up in the firepit with my family
I only have a few memories of each year of my elementary school life In kindergarten I used to nap on a rug that looked like a huge green dollar bill In the first grade I remember them dousing my hair for lice And gettin' a shot for chicken pox And in the second grade I remember tornado drills In the third we had a project where we buried time capsules Mine had cut outs of David Bowie and Patti Smith and Led Zeppelin articles
When I looked at the other kids capsules, I knew I was on a different path than the other kids In the fourth grade on Music Day I brought Alice Cooper Goes to Hell And a kid we called John the Baptist had to leave during that portion Rock 'n' roll was against his religion
Now I walk through the San Francisco streets and I see all the seagulls and the pigeons And I carry this weight it's called middle-aged depression I have so many friends whose mothers and fathers passed of cancer at 59 And hey I'll be 59 in five years' time
Baby, baby when you comin' I need you in my corner Like Ali needed Dundee like Duran needed Ray Arcel You're my everything, you're my best friend, and you're my lover If they put a gun on me I would never trade you for another
Oh yeah I got the October blues When I walk it's like I got cement in my shoes Oh yeah I got the October blues The California fires keep burning the smoke oozing and oozing Oh Yeah I got the October blues I look out my window And everyone has moved Oh yeah I got the October blues Oh yeah I got the October blues Throughout the day and night all I hear are sirens I watched the debate the other night where Trump abrasively interrupted Joe Biden I'm makin' peace with these ordinary life watching news days When I go to sleep I see the lambent light of my candle flickering The heat wave is so bad I use it to kill off the mosquitoes When I fall asleep I see spooky apparitions The walks along the plywood storefronts don't do much for my emotional condition I got no job. got no travel, I got no paycheck But you're comin' home on Tuesday and that beats the fuck out of a tour date In Quebec
Talked to a friend in New York this morning Today their puttin' their family dog to sleep And I talked to another friend last week Whose house burned to the ground in Berry Creek
And I'm sittin' here in the studio sticky from the heat Counting my blessings So I don't have hits like Johnny Cash or Waylon Jennings And there's so many weddings and funerals that by zoom we're all attending But time with you I know I'll soon be spending And that's The October Blues endingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
