RANDOLPH STREET (MASTER OF ELECTRICITY)
I remember yesterday
When I'd sit and watch the hound dogs play
Howlin' at the China moon
Now yesterday is the busted balloon
Life was young
And things were easy
Days were short nights were warm
Times were good
Hate was shallow
Love was crazy
And I had it in my marrow
And I swear that I've seen your face
Somewhere back in that time and in that place
Do you remember?
The old house stood like World War Two
With just 2 rooms
And a hall to be used
Lady was lean
Just slightly unclean
With a heart of cold silver and gold
The kitchen smelled of kerosene
Ceiling hang down unveiled the rotted beams
And the man they said his work
It could of hung in the lub
But now he sits around all day
'Cause his left arm won't move
He was a master of the art of electricity
He lectured on tubes and circuitry
He was self employed but he could never see
His way into the light
He had a room full of switches
And dials and lights
And head full of clouds and eyes
Full of sight
And when it got dark
I could hear his heartbeat
Like a mother in the night
She stood like a guardian
Ready to give everything up
If I asked for a sword
And her blood in a cup
But there was just a time
When I asked for too much
She side because she could not give it
We used to sit beneath the tree
Just the lady, the radio man and me
And I think it was the winter of '63
But the man went away
And let us be
It was early on an August day
That the lady decided
She too must go away
For her heart it seems
Could not pay the price for what her body was buying
I came home from school and I found the note
I went into the kitcken
And lit the old stove
With senses set on overload
I turned on the TV
Spend the rest of the sfternoon
Watching all my old cartoons and through the hall
And across the porch as the sun surrendered like a crying torch
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