Wilco - Tried and True lyrics
[Wilco - Tried and True lyrics]
Like a cloud his fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
His heart's in a bowl behind the bank
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while
His shoes get cold
Tried and true, that's you tried and true
I guess I'm lucky to have you here
In that kitchen, in your chair
Sometimes I forget that you're even there
One summer, a suicide
Another autumn, a travelers guide
He hit's snooze twice before he dies
And every evening when he get home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while
His shoes get cold
Tried and true, that's you tried and true
Tried and true, that's you tried and true
On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
His heart's in a bowl behind the bank
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while
His shoes get cold
Tried and true, that's you tried and true
I guess I'm lucky to have you here
In that kitchen, in your chair
Sometimes I forget that you're even there
One summer, a suicide
Another autumn, a travelers guide
He hit's snooze twice before he dies
And every evening when he get home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries while
His shoes get cold
Tried and true, that's you tried and true
Tried and true, that's you tried and true