See how the chips fall where they may
How my lips sink ships, drift astray
How I've mised you, I've been a bad boy
But seventeen, it takes forever and me
I was already on fire, dreaming wth angels

Remember every little thing
You've got to remember every little thing

My child, there, I know
I'm coming to get you, but oh
I'm running so slow, like a dream
And the dawn it is quickening
My friends, they all thought
I was the one who was lost
I learned that irony from the start of my life

Remember every little thing
You've got to remember every little thing

Trumpets peal
I've realized all that's real
And love is a white-golden road
I pave with my blood now
I was a fraction at best
A sad king's court jester, or less
I was a two-part invention
She was my melody

God, she was my melody


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    General CommentIt's good to know that Chris Simpson is still able to produce beautiful music like this...He is truly a modern day-poet, if there ever was one..
    efcolbyon February 22, 2007   Link

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