In The Morning - David Baerwald

Remember what I said

Forget all of that

Just hold out a little bit longer

You said yeah you know

And you promised that you would

Just as soon as you got a little stronger

Well darling you and me

We have always been in trouble

And we ain’t going no place but down

And look at how we live

In a pile of broken rubble

Making crazy dying sounds

Well go ahead pretend

That you’re your daddy’s little girl

For me I’m through pretending

You can come along dry

Or stay here with your bottle

Either way I’m gone

In the morning

In the morning

Gunfire is mixing

With the Spanish music

Which is drifting like smoke

Through my window

And ricochet sounds

Resounding through the valley

And I’m staring like a ghost out my window

This neighborhood of ours

Is really gone down the drain

Or maybe it was always this way

People living like we do

In rooms thick with dust

While the fruit on the trees decays

Go ahead pretend

That you’re your daddy’s little girl

For me I’m through pretending

You can come along dry

Or stay here with your bottle

Either way I’m gone in the morning

Go ahead baby

Go into bed

Curl around your fog

And forget every dream

You ever had

Go ahead baby

Go into bed

And look at your face in the morning

In the morning