at my window


    Steve Earle has a new record of Townes Van Zandt covers, one of the more complicated artists and people on the current scene paying tribute to his even more complicated mentor. Between what I have been reading and listening to this evening there is much to unpack, and I’m running out of night in which to do it. So I will leave you with a song and come back to say more later.

    At My Window
    (Townes Van Zandt)

    At my window
    Watching the sun go
    Hoping the stars know
    It’s time to shine
    Daydreams aloft on dark wings
    Soft as the sun streams
    At days decline

    Living is laughing
    Dying says nothing at all
    Baby and I are laying here
    Watching the evening fall

    Time flows
    Through brave beginnings
    And she leaves her endings
    Beneath our feet
    Walk lightly upon their faces
    Leave gentle traces
    Upon their sleep

    Living is dancing
    Dying does nothing at all
    Baby and I are laying here
    Wathing the evening fall

    Three dimes
    Hard luck and good times
    Fast lines and low rhymes
    Ain’t much to say
    Feel fine
    Feel low and lazy
    Feel grey and hazy
    Feel far away

    Living is sighing
    Dying ain’t flying so high
    Baby and I are lying here
    Watching the day go by



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