Sad Stranger
from Funeral Psalms by PM Buys
lyrics
O, sad stranger, strange happenstance creates two neighbors
O, picture painter, drawn to you, as pen to paper
O, poinsettia planter, in the twelfth month of the year
O, drunken dancer, your toes on mine, shoulders draped in cashmere
One message indiscreet
On the night that we did meet
Cast our bodies in motion oblique
One heart that loosely leaps
Bound to another of deceit
Creates a hesitant love, skin-deep
And its this hesitant love we keep
I, unfatiguing muser, live within my thought-dreams
I, substance abuser, alter up my bloodstream
I, organ grinder, will spin the hymns I know
I, mineral miner, still ache for flakes of gold
Two cigars that hardly drawed
Filled the basement room with smog
As one mind filled with distraught
Two potential plots
If something new is sought
Something else will surely be lost
We'll be lost
O, Chicago dweller, how nice that you live near
O, fortune teller, proclaiming love our new frontier
O, evening comfort, caressing skin in your afghan
O, madness convert, finding me, a starving man
Three courses you prepared
For a dinner we could share
Made my mind well aware
Three in the scenery
And one sits here with me
Yet I love the other something awfully
Something awfully
I, speaking bleakly, shouldn't hold a heart
I, threaded cheaply, will unravel apart
I, a song and dance, can’t wish reciprocation
I, a false romance, still harbor hesitation
Four hours spent in plight
Came like clockwork with the night
As the chimney fire smoldered to the right
Four shadows, loose then tight
Danced on the wall despite
Forced mirroring of movements of the light
A lullaby for the eyes, when feeling quite contrite.
O, picture painter, drawn to you, as pen to paper
O, poinsettia planter, in the twelfth month of the year
O, drunken dancer, your toes on mine, shoulders draped in cashmere
One message indiscreet
On the night that we did meet
Cast our bodies in motion oblique
One heart that loosely leaps
Bound to another of deceit
Creates a hesitant love, skin-deep
And its this hesitant love we keep
I, unfatiguing muser, live within my thought-dreams
I, substance abuser, alter up my bloodstream
I, organ grinder, will spin the hymns I know
I, mineral miner, still ache for flakes of gold
Two cigars that hardly drawed
Filled the basement room with smog
As one mind filled with distraught
Two potential plots
If something new is sought
Something else will surely be lost
We'll be lost
O, Chicago dweller, how nice that you live near
O, fortune teller, proclaiming love our new frontier
O, evening comfort, caressing skin in your afghan
O, madness convert, finding me, a starving man
Three courses you prepared
For a dinner we could share
Made my mind well aware
Three in the scenery
And one sits here with me
Yet I love the other something awfully
Something awfully
I, speaking bleakly, shouldn't hold a heart
I, threaded cheaply, will unravel apart
I, a song and dance, can’t wish reciprocation
I, a false romance, still harbor hesitation
Four hours spent in plight
Came like clockwork with the night
As the chimney fire smoldered to the right
Four shadows, loose then tight
Danced on the wall despite
Forced mirroring of movements of the light
A lullaby for the eyes, when feeling quite contrite.
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from Funeral Psalms,
released January 21, 2014
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PM Buys Chicago, Illinois
Chicago folksinger P.M. Buys stands as any building from his city’s skyline would, stretched high and slender. With a harmonica slung from his neck and a well-aged guitar in his hands, he appears to compartmentally fit his Midwest predecessors like Woody Guthrie and Bob Dylan. Those elements, twisted with thorough classical guitar training and intense lyricism, combine for a sound entire his own. ... more
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May 2015 -
Jan 2014
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