Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
It first occurred to me
That weary night long toil
My goose bumps plucked from me
Like weeds tugged wroth from soil
It first occurred to me
While I was running through
Sprinklers of misery
The witch there and her brew
Not like where the fireflies
Fill up your pockets like
Children laughing in their dreams
I don't need you now
However it may seem
It first occurred to me
When words broke the silence
Again like infancy
We discovered violence
At last occurred to me
A thousand wounded Springs
Friend, did you ever see?
Your cuckoldry still stings
Not like where the rocket ships
Take off where the nitrous rips
Like child's ears to mothers lips
I don't need you now
Not that you aren't missed
Children chasing down the sun
Sifting through the Grunion run
Is common sense ever common
I don't need you now, I'm on the run
Not like where the fireflies
Fill up your pockets like
Children laughing in their dreams
I don't need you now
However it may seem
Children chasing down the sun
Sifting through the Grunion run
Is common sense ever common
I don't need you now, I'm on the run
It First Occurred To Me was written by Robert Francis.
It First Occurred To Me was produced by Martin Pradler.
Robert Francis released It First Occurred To Me on Tue May 22 2012.