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Blizzard Born. Kissing Almost Strangers and Busy Midnight Intersections. n Also-Ran. Why Can't They All Come Back Like You.
Oh why can't they all come back like you?
Kissing almost strangers in the avenue,
You can't stand their clothes or their spray tans,
Locking arms with your fellow also ran,
The midnight intersection looked quite askew
As the judge's gavel pointed right at you.
And we could wait all afternoon
To hear silence on 8th avenue
Oh why can't they all leave just like me?
Right before the tacit discovery
With fantasies of dying young
Suicide note and ceiling hung
See I was made to walk the plank
Just before the Clipper sank.
Harlem sent and blizzard born
Held just like an Angel's Horn
As cherubs wonder--and wait all afternoon
to see wonderment once in lifetime's view
Songs to cover--
On Piano:
"Oh, California!" David Ackles
"Look at Me" John Lennon
"The Way That Young Lovers Do" Van the Man
"Johnsburg Illinois" Tom Waits
On Guitar:
"Smothered in Hugs" Guided by Voices
"Big Dipper" Built to Spill
"You Just Haven't Earned it Yet, Baby" the Smiths
"Game of Pricks" Guided by Voices
"Space Oddity" David Bowie
"Spiralling" Antony & the Johnsons