Twelfth Century Love Songs

from Quiet Songs by Tom Woodward

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He's gonna go away tonight
And walk across the mountains in the full moonlight
She's a university girl
Seeing working boys in the old hotel
He could be her lover
He doesn't care about no other
He just gotta get across that dividing range
Walking on his feet till he falls down in strangeness
Stumbling down the street
Till he falls down in danger-ness

Is she waiting for him

I'm gonna write a sad love song
And make it kinda strange
So nobody can sing along
He's an elemental stag
Dumping his possessions in a garbage bag
He's a wind without a fire
Hanging from the wire
Makes himself choke tryna feel less sad
Has another line of coke with his balls out gladly
Stumbling through the smoke and he wants her badly

But she's paying those bills
There's no place in this life
For dreaming like troubadours
Twelfth Century Love Songs
Fade into memes of decay

He's gonna work all his life
At shitty old jobs with an angry wife
And on his dying bed he'll pray
To a god who's too dishonest to say
You never had a chance there
So for fun I gave you cancer
You're just gonna have to pretend it was worth
The love and the pain as you burn out in angerness
The sun and the rain as it turns out it's heavenless

We're still paying those bills
There's no place in this life
For dreaming like troubadours
Twelfth century love songs
Fade into memes in decay

He went away on that night
He walked into the mountains in the full moonlight
For a university girl
Seeing working boys in the old hotel
He could have been her lover
He didn't care about no other
But he couldn't get across that dividing range
Walking on his feet till he fell down in strangeness
Stumbling down the street till he fell down in dangerness

Was she waiting for him?
And would it really have changed anything?

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from Quiet Songs, released January 14, 2019

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