Orion's Skies

Peggy Watson
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words/music by P. Watson

Lyrics

Back in the neighborhood, where life is bittersweet Where precious love is lost along the dirty streets The fences falling down, the papers blow around Where lonely blades of grass push through the broken glass Back in the neighborhood I trace the battlescars among the broken cars And premonitions scralled across the crumbling walls I feel your firey hands, I see the place we lay Our stolen paradise, the world was far away Back in the neighborhood My memories are begging me To leave the past in its debris I’ve often thought I’ve won the fight But it still haunts me every night I hear the laughter float across the morning air The children seized the day without a single care They rode on battered bikes and fantasies No time to swallow the uncertainty Back in the neighborhood Back in the neighborhood, where I spent half my years I knew what living was, the future never clear We carved our promises on dying coral trees And cast our wishes to the farthest galaxies Back in the neighborhood My memories are begging me To leave the past in its debris I’ve often thought I’ve won the fight But it still haunts me every night
Peggy Watson
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words/music by P. Watson

Lyrics

I got a postcard from out of the blue It had a really strange picture So I knew it had to be from you It had a stamp from a German town You’ve got a wife and a kid I guess you finally settled down Riding on your dirt bike, falling off the back If my mama would have known, she would have had a heart attack Drinking ripple at the river, catching guppies in a jar We were innocent and guilty, and a little bit bizarre Oh Tom, it’s been too long In a world so dizzy that we can’t see right from wrong But you know we had so much fun I guess we’re pretty damn lucky that we didn’t die young We partied at the park till about midnight Counting stars in the dipper, swinging higher than a kite I remember those potato bugs were bigger than your thumb Every time I rode the slide, you always threatened me with one We slept together once but the only thing we shared Was an old wool blanket and some long underware You wore the bottoms and I used the shirt It was thiry-two degrees while we shivered in the dirt (Repeat Chorus) You were gonna be a poet just like Bukowski So you went to the city to live on skid row Looking for the truth in the bottom of a bottle But you didn’t find nothing that you didn’t already know So you got a fake business card and one gray suit And you headed off to Libya to make a little loot They paid you forty grand to find some oil in the ground Then you drank it all away in some lucky English town (Repeat chorus) (Repeat first verse)
Peggy Watson
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words/music by P. Watson

Lyrics

I kick my shoes off and you don't care I slide on down into your easy chair Lights fading, shadows fill the room I lose myself among them on this sultry afternoon There's no one listening to what we say I'm feeling safe here and I'd like to stay You tell me secrets, my own are hard to find Cause there's too many fences wrapped around my mind But I'm wide open for a little romance And I'm still hoping for a second chance And I pray for mercy on those friends of ours Who never feel the moment, who never see the stars You don't know much about the world outside You're tired of politicians, wars, and lies I try to pardon your apathy You think god and Casteneda are gonna set me free But I hang on for life to every word you say Am I just getting soft or losing track But you remind me how a dreamer can get carried away And I hope I never find my way back The night is falling on your sleepy eyes I'm staring out across Orion's skies I kiss your hair and wish that I could know The places in your heart where only lovers go Cause I'm wide open for a little romance And I'm still hoping for a second chance And I pray for mercy on all those friends of ours Who never feel the moment, who never see the stars

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