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| Little Comfort |
| Beth Amsel ©1999 Good Egg Music |
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I am looking down a deep well so far off the main road I am calling from a payphone from where I don't know I'm halfway to broken by way of desperate all of the roads I haven't reached yet since I left home And I take a little comfort in this filling station it's a small town station not a Texaco I stopped for a short pause just to get my course down feet solid on the still ground and to shake this dull ache I don't know if you can hear me have I got the right number? I've been pointedly humbled since I left home And I take little comfort in this waning patience it's a bitter patience and it goes down cold I remember everything I remember the day I left because I am cursed with a memory so sharp or blessed because I can not forget and I am standing in a town full of strangers who don't know me yet I'm almost out of spare change and there's this woman waiting this connection is breaking along the long distance lines so I'll get back on the interstate and take it east like I'd first planned follow something that I don't understand but I'll call it mine and I take a little comfort in this radio station it's a Boston station playing songs I know. |
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