October Blues Sun Kil Moon

I can't tell the smoke from the fog, oh my love
I can’t see the bridge today from my bay window, oh my love
Lonely, lonely days, just me and a Fante book and your cat
I can't wait for you, I can't wait for you to come back

I need your love like a crack addict needs crack
In the flower pot that’s sits on my fire escape
The mother dove and her young ones are long gone
Over the summer they flew away


Last night I came home the studio and I cried
Lookin' at old photos of myself in a cabin in West Virginia when I was a child
I used to spend all day catching salamanders in thе steam
And me and my dad would catch catfish
And trout and cook 'em up in thе firepit with my family


I only have a few memories of each year of my elementary school life
In kindergarten I used to nap on a rug that looked like a huge green dollar bill
In the first grade I remember them dousing my hair for lice
And gettin' a shot for chicken pox
And in the second grade I remember tornado drills
In the third we had a project where we buried time capsules
Mine had cut outs of David Bowie and Patti Smith and Led Zeppelin articles