Damien Jurado - Lou-Jean lyrics
[Damien Jurado - Lou-Jean lyrics]
Here in Rodriguez the warm is a lover
A hand full of rainfall
A kiss from a stranger
Who shouts from the terrace
"You're all still in danger! I was once you
Only here only younger"
I gave up my laughter to pay off my ransom
As I strolled into diners
With skies of fluorescent
Married to pay phones and numbers in stalls
My name is your husbands
His name a last call here in Apache
I sat in the front seat
Convincing the crosswords
To lay here in lowercase
Stop lighting fashion
And you in your overcoat talking of movies
And families not seen before
I was kept quiet in the back of a trailer
Holding the tapes of songs never heard
Coughing up desert he smiled then assured me
"All is not lost only hidden till later"
Here in Elaina the skies are a firework show
No ticket is needed to enter here
Two step your way down
The street I first met you on
You and your radio me and my grandmama
Dressed in her turquoise and me with Loraine
Walking like ghosts in the frame
Blurring the photos you shouted "Forget it!"
All is not lost
If you stand still and wait for it
Night time Laredo the stars are a stanza
The parking lot poems
I scrawled onto paper bags
This will go nowhere
Addressing the atmosphere i was a nobody
Talking to tape machines recording the TV
And the sound of my voice
Playing it back at half speed
Pulling the bed sheets
And frames from the walls
Searching for peace that was mine all along
A hand full of rainfall
A kiss from a stranger
Who shouts from the terrace
"You're all still in danger! I was once you
Only here only younger"
I gave up my laughter to pay off my ransom
As I strolled into diners
With skies of fluorescent
Married to pay phones and numbers in stalls
My name is your husbands
His name a last call here in Apache
I sat in the front seat
Convincing the crosswords
To lay here in lowercase
Stop lighting fashion
And you in your overcoat talking of movies
And families not seen before
I was kept quiet in the back of a trailer
Holding the tapes of songs never heard
Coughing up desert he smiled then assured me
"All is not lost only hidden till later"
Here in Elaina the skies are a firework show
No ticket is needed to enter here
Two step your way down
The street I first met you on
You and your radio me and my grandmama
Dressed in her turquoise and me with Loraine
Walking like ghosts in the frame
Blurring the photos you shouted "Forget it!"
All is not lost
If you stand still and wait for it
Night time Laredo the stars are a stanza
The parking lot poems
I scrawled onto paper bags
This will go nowhere
Addressing the atmosphere i was a nobody
Talking to tape machines recording the TV
And the sound of my voice
Playing it back at half speed
Pulling the bed sheets
And frames from the walls
Searching for peace that was mine all along