Field Medic - it's still you... lyrics
Kevin Patrick Sullivan
[Field Medic - it's still you... lyrics]
I come home late after
Closing the coffee shop
Make myself some dinner then get to drinking
And Peter down at the corner store
The young man, our friend remember?
Well, he's moving on
He don't work there anymore
I went by last night and he was gone
And I just wish I could tell you
Yeah, I just wish I could tell you
Wake up phone call from the LAPD
Say they wanna talk to me about the theft
Can't say I haven't been keeping busy
I couldn't write a song
So I tried to play that song
That we used to sing together bout sailing
Couldn't make it through the first verse
Without breaking down and crying
What the hell is wrong with me?
Hey I just wish we could sing it
Yeah, I just wish we could sing it
To answer your letter
Most days I'm doing fine
But sometimes I still get deep, down
Dark and feeling low
But now I wear sunglasses and a big jacket
And get so high that I can't see the bottom
It helps a little
And when it's too hard to handle I
Call Carlos and we talk it out
But I just wish I could call you
Yeah, I just wish I could call you
Remember that time we rode the
Train to San Mateo
And met up with my mom and her husband
She'd just found $20 on the ground
So she took us out to lunch
And it was raining
After that we said goodbye
And walked down to the tea gardens
Beneath our broken umbrella and when we
Got there it was closed
We did our best to enjoy
Ourselves despite it all
But by then the sun was
Setting on our problems
I want to say sorry
Yeah, I just wanna say sorry
I got this whole trunk of
Love poetry between us
That I can't put away, or throw away
Or even begin
To think about So it just
Sit's in the window
Waiting for the day when some new little
Rose is gonna be heading on over
And I'll just sweep it away
Sweep our memories up
Like I'm making my bed, without thinking
Just like I'm making my bed
Without thinking
And that's no way to say thank you
Yeah, that's no way to say thank you
That whole thing about the LAPD
It's not as bad as it sounds
I just cashed a check for somebody
That turned out to be stolen
And I think I did it 'cause I was lonely
I got the call today that
The bank's gonna pay restitution
But there was a while there where
I thought I was gonna get
Thrown in a cell or be on
The line for 5000 dollars
And you don't know the first
Thing about it, beginning
Middle or end
But it's still you that arrest
Me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Closing the coffee shop
Make myself some dinner then get to drinking
And Peter down at the corner store
The young man, our friend remember?
Well, he's moving on
He don't work there anymore
I went by last night and he was gone
And I just wish I could tell you
Yeah, I just wish I could tell you
Wake up phone call from the LAPD
Say they wanna talk to me about the theft
Can't say I haven't been keeping busy
I couldn't write a song
So I tried to play that song
That we used to sing together bout sailing
Couldn't make it through the first verse
Without breaking down and crying
What the hell is wrong with me?
Hey I just wish we could sing it
Yeah, I just wish we could sing it
To answer your letter
Most days I'm doing fine
But sometimes I still get deep, down
Dark and feeling low
But now I wear sunglasses and a big jacket
And get so high that I can't see the bottom
It helps a little
And when it's too hard to handle I
Call Carlos and we talk it out
But I just wish I could call you
Yeah, I just wish I could call you
Remember that time we rode the
Train to San Mateo
And met up with my mom and her husband
She'd just found $20 on the ground
So she took us out to lunch
And it was raining
After that we said goodbye
And walked down to the tea gardens
Beneath our broken umbrella and when we
Got there it was closed
We did our best to enjoy
Ourselves despite it all
But by then the sun was
Setting on our problems
I want to say sorry
Yeah, I just wanna say sorry
I got this whole trunk of
Love poetry between us
That I can't put away, or throw away
Or even begin
To think about So it just
Sit's in the window
Waiting for the day when some new little
Rose is gonna be heading on over
And I'll just sweep it away
Sweep our memories up
Like I'm making my bed, without thinking
Just like I'm making my bed
Without thinking
And that's no way to say thank you
Yeah, that's no way to say thank you
That whole thing about the LAPD
It's not as bad as it sounds
I just cashed a check for somebody
That turned out to be stolen
And I think I did it 'cause I was lonely
I got the call today that
The bank's gonna pay restitution
But there was a while there where
I thought I was gonna get
Thrown in a cell or be on
The line for 5000 dollars
And you don't know the first
Thing about it, beginning
Middle or end
But it's still you that arrest
Me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me
Still you that arrest me and robs me