"Blackstone"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
I wish you'd come to get me, I hate it here
I
was outside the show, last night
On the sidewalk, in the damp dark
Sitting on my amp on the sidewalk
In
the damp dark, and I thought
Between the buzz and the heat
I don't get much sleep
We tend to
hover
And give each other quadruple vision
I wish you'd come to get me, get me out of here
You
are pretty pretty and all that
The dark rooms haunt you
Wanderlust's a hot date
The dark rooms
haunt you, and me, too
Between the buzz and the heat
I don't get much sleep
We tend to hover
And
give each other quadruple vision
Between the love and the heat
I don't get much sleep
We tend
to hover
And give each other quadruple vision
Calloused by this city and both conversations
We're
not in our skin
