Tam Lin - Lucia (Home Recording)

LUCIA//Tam Lin//I remember Lucia when she was younger and her mother would be drinking every night. Wed go out walking just to forget about our hunger in the pale moonlight. With no idea how to fill up all those hours we sang songs to sing what couldnt be spoken and those downtown city streets were ours till morning had broken. Which feelings were mine and which were yours? Who is better, Hendrix or the Doors? Which is the music that can soothe our sores and which just tears them open? I keep returning to those times with Lucia, singing songs and trading rhymes with Lucia. Times when the only thing that I was thinking of was how to make her sadness fit mine like a glove I was such a simple boy then with a simple idea of how to be in love. It was a simple idea of how to be in love. I remember Lucia just after her wedding. The snow was falling thick on Central Park. She was taking her husbands children sledding. It was starting to get dark. She threw her arms around me when she saw me but in a little while there was nothing much to say, so we walked back to the train that brought me and we heard a radio play. Was that a song I used to sing or one of yours? Who is that, Hendrix or the Doors? Is it the music that can soothe our sores or does it just tear them open? I keep returning to those times with Lucia, singing songs and trading rhymes with Lucia. Times when the only thing that I was thinking of was how to make her sadness fit mine like a glove I was such a simple boy then with a simple idea of how to be in love. It was a simple idea of how to be in love. I remember Lucia just after her breakup in a dive-bar at the end of a working week. She was trembling as she fiddled with her makeup and I kissed her on the cheek. And she said, Man, what the hell do you want from me? She got up to leave. She was all red in the face. I felt this familiar feeling overcome me: I keep getting stuck in this same place. But then a jukebox on the other side of the floor played Love Me Two Times, by the Doors. Pretty soon we were laughing and singing like before. It is the music that can soothe our sores though it also tears them open. Ill keep returning to those times with Lucia singing songs and trading rhymes with Lucia. And I know the only thing Ill ever be thinking of is how to make her sadness fit mine like a glove I guess I'm still a simple boy then with a simple idea of how to be in love. Its the simple way I'm meant to be in love.//Words and music copyright of Tam Lin/Paul Weinfield (BMI, 2008)

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[masliha18]

I can`t get this song out of my head.

[Jagunco]

That was very nice mate.... you know Tam Lin is the name of a Scottish Ballard?