I while away the summer hours
The sunlight falls in through the door
I’m staring down onto the dust
That’s covering the floor
Slumped into the booth I read
By the glow of the TV
A stranger calls to someone else
“Tell me how you’ve been”
Brad’s at the bar, he don’t know why
Nobody comes out much anymore
Just a last dying breath, a murdered scene
That everyone ignores
AT THE SMILING BUDDHA THEY CALL IT A NIGHT
HALF A DOZEN PATRONS AND TWO OF THEM FIGHT
IT FEELS LIKE SOMETHING’S WRONG
WHEN EVERYTHING’S RIGHT
I KNOW I CAN’T STAY, BUT THEN I JUST MIGHT
AT THE SMILING BUDDHA
Order up another glass
Melting back into my seat
Recalling all the friends I failed
The ones who failed me
I’m staring up at the clock
The silence buzzes in my head
I hold my wrist, I check my pulse
I feel like the walking dead
Brad’s at the bar....
credits
from KING KONG GIRIO 1,
released October 1, 2011
Mitchell Girio - vocals, guitars, upright bass, Mellotron samples, tambourine, typewriter
Alex McMaster - cellos