Black [London, 2018] Songtext
von Okkervil River

Thank you so much

I′m coming into your town
Night is falling to ground
But I can still see where you loved yourself
Before he tore it all down April 12th
With nobody else around you were outside the house
Where's your mother?

When he put you in the car
When he took you down the road
And I can still see where it was open
The door he slammed closed
It was open, the door he slammed closed
It was open, long ago


Don′t lose me now, don't lose me now
Though I know that I'm not useful anyhow
Just let me stick around
While I tell you like before
You should say his name the way that he said yours
But you don′t want to say his name anymore
Oh, Cynda Moore

Baby daughter on the road
You′re wrapped up warm in daddy's coat
And I can still see the cigarette′s heat
Well I can't believe all that you′re telling me
What is cutting like the smoke through your teeth
As you are telling me forget

But if I could tear his throat
And spill his blood between my jaws
And erase his name for good, don't you know that I would?
Don′t you realize that I wouldn't pause
That I would cut him down with my claws
If I could have somehow never let that happen?

Or I'd call some black midnight
Fuck up his new life where they don′t know what he did
And tell his brand-new wife and his second kid
Though I tell you, like before
That you should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours
You want no part of his life anymore
Oh, Cynda Moore


Don′t lose me now, let me help you out
Though I know that I cannot help anyhow
When I watch you I'm proud
When I tell you twice before
You should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours
You want no part of his life anymore

Oh, Cyna Moore
And it′ll never be the way it was before
But I wish that you would let me through that door
Let me through that door
Trough that door
Trough that door

Thank you so much