Iowa City
April 12, 2008 9:57 PM
A simple song about disagreement, frustration, and the prairie. Just doubled guitar and vocals. Recorded by The Grandma Sylvias, March 2008.
posted by escabeche (1 comment total)
posted by escabeche (1 comment total)
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I said I'm made out of paper
and you're made out of fire
But you said I was made out of water
So I said you're made out of thirst
Ah, we're wasting time
Another way to make another weekend
Ah, it's not to be believed
I've been crazy this whole year
If I were a sergeant major
I'd have a tree branch for my gun
And if I were a courtly lover
I'd have you for my loved one
Ah, we're wasting time
Another way to make another weekend
Ah, it's not to be believed
I've been crazy this whole year
And I'm going to Iowa City
'cause I'm out of ideas
and it doesn't make this any prettier
unlike the Iowa River
and the Old Capitol
and all the people
with nothing to do with you
I don't want to overstate it
'cause I'm not mad a lot
but if I want to I'll come
and I will walk into the prairie light
I've been too much to myself (x8)
posted by escabeche at 10:00 PM on April 12, 2008