Counting Crows - Mrs. Potter´s Lullaby - text písně

Well I woke up in mid-afternoon
cause that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party
and I'm always the host

If dreams are like movies,
then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape,
you can only move south down the coast
Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope
of fortune and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes
through circles of flame

If you've never stared off in the distance,
then your life is a shame
And though I'll never forget your face,
sometimes I can't remember my name

Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry
Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me
Well, there's a piece of Maria
in every song that I sing
And the price of a memory is
the memory of the sorrow it brings
And there is always one last light
to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the circus has
to lock up everything
Or the elephants will get out and forget
to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl
will linger inside of your head
And the ferris wheel junkies
will spin them forever instead
When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. Potter don't go
Hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me

All the blue light reflections
that color my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections
that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions
that cut just a little too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone,
but I need someone to help me sleep
So I throw my hand into the air and
it swims in the beams

It's just a brief interruption of
the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I know I don't know you and
you're probably not what you seem
But I'd sure like to find out
So why don't you climb down off that movie screen

Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn
Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me
When the last king of Hollywood
shatters his glass on the floor
and orders another

Well, I wonder what he did that for
That's when I know that I have
to get out cause I have been there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar
and I head for the door
We drove out to the desert just
to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
We stand up at the Palace like it's the last
of the great Pioneertown bars
We shout out these songs against the clang
of electric guitars
You can see a million miles tonight
But you can't get very far

Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch and
Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me

Přidal: fjera dne 20. 09. 2005 v 21:33.
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