Craig Finn

Her With The Blues
You with the camera Backpack and walking shoes Taking pictures of garbage cans This is were people live Busted authentic And torn bits of canvas Soiled as the selling point Selling like cigarettes Her with her arms crossed Still nervous but up for it Not sure what she's looking for She likes it on TV shows Taxis and traffic And smokes on the sidewalk Fire escape flowerpots The sameness in Irish bars Audition adults With airplanes and different foods The wine with the bottle cap Black leather shoes You with the shoulder bag The coffee and the office job You with the bicycle And her with the blues Your sister in Texas now Letras de cancionesHusband a dughter now Your cousin in Boston Puts ads on TV You close your eyes As you ride along Riverside Daring the world To knock out your teeth You read about restaurants You see what the films are like You try out the books you should The music and TV shows And you get the feeling That you're missing on something The people at parties The things you don't know You stay in Koreatown It's too much for what it is The stench from the streets Lets itself in your room You with the shoulder bag You with the big ideas You with the subway map And her with the blues Her with the blues Her with the blues Her with the blues Now look at this guy With the backpack and walking shoes Taking pictures of garbage cans This is where people live Busted authentic And torn bits of canvas You with the restlessness And her with the blues From Letras Mania