Mr. Simmons' Arkansas Christmas Blues Songtext
von Michael McDermott

Solitude swallows all the moonlight′s gladness
And the whispers in the rain
Saxophones sing of a lonesome sadness that threw
Samson to the Philistine fl ame
And a frozen kiss bites like a sharpened sword
Into the open wound whose pain which I abhor
Out there in the distance a thousand miles at sea
Sales the ship of love the elusive ship of mystery
And I scream from the walls inside the fortress of my
Skull
As the storm rages on and puts a gash upon my hull
And I tried to sail away but I couldn't fi nd the day
There
Was only darkness
Time tells of tales which only bring me fear Haunting the past which makes the future so unclear
And the widows wallow abandoned and all alone
Chimes echo decay in a cold and empty home
Mr. Simmons lived in Arkansas
Traded his hope for brooding stare
Killed fourteen members of his family in the cold
December air
And the screamed from the walls inside the barrel of
His gun
He was praying to the Lord wishing his time would
Fi nally come
And he searched all night but he couldn′t fi nd the
Light
There was only darkness