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Your Guitar, My Undoing (words/music p.thomas)

saw a tabloid of you today
you were bent out of shape
like an orphan cast out, scowl on your mouth
i told the man on the corner who sold me that newspaper
i was going home now and i was staying south
i ran into a friend today, said you asked how i was doing
it’s funny all the things that change
in all your comings and goings,
i changed my hair to a saddle brown,
this is how it will stay till our next showdown,
are you coming home now?
and are we heading south?

you gave me your guitar, my undoing,
when you threw it into my hands
it sang fickle girl, you cannot stay,
you of all people should make no plans
his song will get under your skin, but boys will be boys
like storms, the velocity of your joys,
as you well know, they come and go,
so let it go, it’s time to go home now

i said, i ain’t losing my bearings to your bandit tribe
your stolen hearts and blueprints for crime
like bonnie and clyde
but you fell into my arms like a comet,
leaving a fiery trace
every sight, sound and taste,
falling to its rightful place

i hit bottom after the holiday, after we blazed that trail
down to the swamp and the black beach,
tired and cleaned out when everything had failed,
you were gone with the summer
that brought the smoke without the fire
you come to know what you’ve got
by all the things that you’ve lost

it’s been some time now
i thought i’d run into you
friends say they’ve seen you
that you’ve changed, i wouldn’t even know you
if i had another chance i might change my steps
yeah maybe i’d take the risk,
maybe i’d even stick around a bit
before shutting it down

you gave me your guitar, my undoing,
when you threw it into my hands
it sang fickle girl, you cannot stay,
you of all people should make no plans
his song will get under your skin, but boys will be boys
like storms, the velocity of your joys,
as you well know, they come and go,
so let it go, it’s time to go home now, it’s time to go home now.

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from priya thomas is blood heron (renovation tracks), released October 28, 2008
guitar, piano, organ, shakers, voc: priya thomas
/ drums: stephen pitkin

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