Still Life - Henry Jamison

I was trying to find someone to love me

And then I did and she was dancing

Across the room with the lights on her half-closed eyes

So then I took another drink and stumbled

Across to her and said something ridiculous

Like a man who’d refuse to shine

See I was looking for a still life

Now it is stillborn

In the endless glow, on a river of road

I drove out of the eye of the storm

I was trying to write a song so articulate

It could right my wrongs but I wrote it wrong

This is not it, it’s just a field day for a therapist

«And what did you dream?»

That I wrote a song

«And what did it mean?»

That I got it wrong, I don’t know

I don’t know

See I was looking for a still life

Now it is stillborn

In the endless glow, on a river of road

I drove out of the eye of the storm

Did I know it then?

Did I cry out then?

By the blooming tree in Switzerland?

No I never really know

No I never really know

What I can do about it

If I lie down on the dirty ground

Would the angels sing?

Still life

Now it is stillborn

In the endless glow, on a river of road

I drove out of the eye of the storm

Still life

Now it is stillborn

In the endless glow, on a river of road

I drove out of the eye of the storm