No Names
It’s last call again, again I’m only just arriving
It’s refreshing to see the remaining, their ray-par-tay, ree-par-tee
Trying to touch one another, but we’re all too far to even see
Let alone reach, much less be
a gracious likely
The walk home is too short to get in the flow and warm my bones
My guts feel old, this plumbing was sold with no guarantee
The quiet is so cold, I’m swaddled in tight folds walking home alone
But I’m singing songs for Marcie
I’ll say no names, they said they were notorious
I know half the room but none of them know me
I know we’ll all sleep alone, but the talk and the dance are glorious
Her head propped in her hand, smiling and slurring her notoriety
On the bar, there’s a photograph of Marcie
You fight in the name of the child, leaving the blame for the child
When all concerned have been laid out to bleed
I ate acid at the trial, you were flaccid and mild just like you’ve always been
Cascade colours unfold, masturbate to control your fits of sobriety
I’m singing again, singing again
For Marcie
I’ll say no names, they said they were notorious
I know half the room but none of them know me
I know we’ll all sleep alone, but the talk and the dance are glorious
Her head propped in her hand, smiling and slurring her notoriety
On the bar, there’s a photograph of Marcie
We smoked on the stoop, we made love on the roof
The garden like a secret inside the city
A tonic divine, treble trembling to find its hold among rows of tomatoes and peas
This isn’t last call, it’s a crime
Fell accidentally in time
Back story behind, try to find
a gracious likely
If I could float two stories below perhaps I could be
A gracious likely
Oh I’ll say no names, they said they were notorious
I know half the room but none of them know me
I know we’ll all sleep alone, but the talk and the dance are glorious
Her head propped in her hand, smiling and slurring her notoriety
On the bar, there’s a photograph of Marcie
Marcie, Marcie, I’m singing again for Marcie…
