Porchlight

Buffalo Tom

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    Hey when the need becomes too strong or long
    And drawn out for me to take
    Like a cigarette burn to the fleshy turbines of my heart
    That faded afternoon floats breezily into my memory
    Cool shafts of light appear and I'm left here
    Standing naked on my own
    Your voice is small on my voice mail system
    A million miles away
    But if I turned it off
    I would not hear the little things you say
    "The world must chill"
    And like a king I ring up old acquaintances
    It's like the man says "I ain't here on business"
    It's all work anyway
    On any other day
    They say the light has got no equal
    On any other day
    The date's irrelevant but she was drunk
    In the heat of the June night
    The faces in the windows - shouts rang out
    Into dawn's early light
    The flailing arms and scrambling eggs I fled
    On my two shambling legs
    "I gotta go" I said - they both looked dead
    On any other day
    On any other day
    They say the light has got no equal
    On any other day
    On any other day
    On any other day
    They say the light has got no equal
    On any other day
    The fire blazed away
    The kitchen porch was all that remained
    And I'm out here alone - beat up and pissed
    Until this very day
    That old hotel rang back in fuzzy time
    And I was ravaged to the bone
    Your voice got smaller 'til I realized
    It was gone
    On any other day
    They'd say the light has got no equal
    On any other day
    On any other day
    I swear the light has got no equal
    On any other day
    I realize
    I realize
    It was gone

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    Composition: Chris Colbourn, Tom Maginnis, Bill Janovitz, and Buffalo Tom

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