Cole Porter Songtext

von Simon Joyner

Moving into optimism
Can't touch my cold border sad
She fell asleep before the television
Me and the TV are insomniacs
We both know this can't last
We both know this can't last
Beware of people who carry grudges
They've got Atlas' shoulders and his patience
Clara pours my coffee on the weekend
And never burns even when she misses
She keeps my stories in her apron
And her beauty soaks through those plot twists
We both know they can't last
As I walk in out the door
I see her tip jar's full of wrinkled Washingtons
My streets are like battle floors
And they say God bless America's recyclables
God damn China's reproduction
If your heart goes out to dying people
Whose heart stays home with the living ones
And I know all about this country
And I know it can't last
I get dizzy watching the news on my TV
They say I just get up too fast
And my grandmother died applying her makeup
So they just covered up her face
Sometimes I'm crying when I wake up
I have this dream I'm being chased
And I should have known she wouldn't last
And I should have been there by her bed
Tonight I caught myself considering heaven
Because today I realized she is dead
And I know I can't last