Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
They're showing a movie on the side of the bank
Oh, I'm in love with all creation
And the warmth of the hood of the car in the dark
Oh, I feel I'm an angel in waiting
Where time is alive in the dark of your face
In the battles we've won, lost or misplaced
In the promise of heaven and the hold of its gates
Oh, I can see it now
But tell me how, my love, will we escape?
Oh how, my love, will we escape?
I've been asked now to speak a few words to the crowd
Oh, I could be sick any moment
There's a crack in the porcelain cup of the sky
I broke it and wish I could own it
And all that leaks through the where we've driven the nail
To hang here suspended so human and frail
From atop of this jerry-rigged circus in jail
That's folding the tent on us now
But tell me how, my love, will we escape?
Oh how, my love, will we escape?
I deserve a much nicer hotel room than this
With parking nearer the riot
I can look to no man to make me more than I am
Though, honey, you might want to try it …
Oh, farewell to arms and to all we might be
Farewell to this endless confused reverie
Somewhere there's a heaven for you and for me
But oh, won't you please tell me now
Just how, my love, will we escape?
Oh how, my love, will we escape?