Joe Henry
Civilians
The carriage horses stamp and fumeUntil all color's goneThey leave the street in black and whiteAnd bring the eventing coming onLovers tug their way out of glovesOut of shoes, and gray chiffonThe driver pulls his blanket highAnd pretends to look beyondOh, pray for you, pray for meSing it like a songLife is sort but by the grace of GodThis night is longGirls crowd into bathroom stallsThe boys smoke in their carsThe general, he's in civilian clothesStanding at the barHe waves at the deaf flower lady"Come sit by me, sweetheart"He draws a napkin battle planSays, "This is where we start"Oh, pray for you, pray for meLetras de cancionesSing it like a songLife is sort but by the grace of GodThis night is longThere are no more hummingbirdsLike there used to beThey're fat and slow and careless nowThey've turned blue and meanAnd the parrots sound like monkeysScreamin' from the treesAs the decent peopleFumble for their keysWe used to spend the night in townDown by City HallAnd the water works of Irish BeachJust below the fallsWe'd walk down to the Park HotelPast the Baptist Veteran's MallBack then, a man in uniformMight mean anything at allOh, pray for you, pray for meSing it like a songLife is short but by the grace or cruelHeart of God, the night is long
From Letras Mania