《Midnight Through Morning(LP版)》歌词

[00:00:00] Midnight Through Morning (LP版) - David Blue

[00:00:11] The room it was lit up me too I couldn't sit up

[00:00:19] Engaged was my time in studying the wall

[00:00:26] And all the poets kept getting louder

[00:00:31] Even though they weren't needed any longer

[00:00:36] The strapless high heeled street walker

[00:00:41] Believes every day that she goes younger

[00:00:48] Ah I wish I could be her lover

[00:00:52] And go with her as she makes her rounds

[00:00:58] And fall with her hair as it comes down

[00:01:07] The poets would keep on all night with their come ons

[00:01:15] One would say something another'd say more

[00:01:22] Looking for contracts but finding the soap

[00:01:27] Well I know she'd take them all for a joke

[00:01:31] Ah but she'd take them all no doubt

[00:01:36] And they never knowing what it was about

[00:01:43] Ah I wish I could be her lover

[00:01:48] And go with her as she makes her rounds

[00:01:53] And fall with her hair as it comes down

[00:02:03] With burning candle and the store window

[00:02:10] Hard to believe there could be more

[00:02:18] And all the poets complained of the cold

[00:02:22] But they only did what they were told

[00:02:27] Searching so hard for a satisfied mind

[00:02:32] While she walked by with a satisfied soul

[00:02:38] Ah I wish I could be her lover

[00:02:42] And go with her as she makes her rounds

[00:02:48] And fall with her hair as it comes down

[00:02:58] A radio played on to almost no one

[00:03:05] Attention was paid only to the dawn

[00:03:13] As she stopped and bent to touch her nylons

[00:03:17] And felt in the air for a post to lean on

[00:03:22] No one could ever know her outside

[00:03:27] In the take of an instant she had passed by

[00:03:34] Well I wish I could be her lover

[00:03:38] Go with her as she makes her rounds

[00:03:44] And fall with her hair as it comes down

[00:03:53] Symbols and motives were again promoted

[00:04:01] Hard to believe there could be more

[00:04:08] As she moved on and then faded out

[00:04:12] To the songs of the poet still keeping it up

[00:04:17] The sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touch

[00:04:22] And it all disappeared into the face of the clock