Tompkins Cove Limestone Lyrics

Who's coming out the window down the piles of snow

Where city lights reflect still with miles to go

He takes a sip of tea just to clear his throat

Even though he'll make it, he still fears he won't

All the tobacco that he poured and the tears he smoked

The guitar he was strumming was a Sears, Roebuck

From the same year that all of his peers told him he was no good

Thinking up a question he'll be forced to ask

Wants to be first but of course he's last

He's gone around to all the local stores with cash

They all tell him "right when we get em' they never last"

But who is to say he can't find it somewhere else?

The number on a sticky note won't fly off the shelf

The slumber kept you in your bed till midday

Somehow washed your Tompkins Cove limestone away

Another episode of her crying all day

It cuts to commercial and he's trying to explain

He's obviously in a rush can barely preface why

The corporate entities just give him thirty seconds time

The scorching Bethany with her long red hair

Takes his foot off the pedal and he cannot steer

He opens up the window but it's snowing outside

And the ones who would hear him are distant and snide

Twenty acres of land with pure deposits

Black bears on the beach observe the mob hits

Who's coming down the mountain full of artificial grass?

Came from jewelry and popping garment district tags

She said some foolery that I committed in the past

She gets a kiss on the cheek, a slap on the ass

Won't you come by me this time I'll be focused

Up the river to where the cove is

Under the bridge by a bush of roses

Torn asunder but I felt closer

Come by me this time I'll be focused

Up the river to where the cove is

Under the bridge by a bush of roses

Torn asunder but I felt closer

Just up your block and on the corner

Right by the store where you know the owner

On the avenue in all black Shelby Cobras

Liberace my suit, yeah, Versace aromas

Umami in the cup fired nine times over

Timing is everything, but it's not exposure

That's why she saw me out in Yuma, Arizona

Zoning, I'm a zoner, but I'm always in the present

She's naughty, she likes to take my possessions

I'm starting, to want to end this confession

But I can't, It's a form of expression

We walked through the storm and we trudged through the desert

She walked in the room and dissolved the arborescence

But from this story you too can learn a lesson

Something to allude to before undressing

Come by me this time I'll be focused

Up the river to where the cove is

Under the bridge by a bush of roses

Torn asunder but I felt closer

Come by me this time I'll be focused

Up the river to where the cove is

Under the bridge by a bush of rose

Torn asunder but I felt closer