From the recording Postcard Of Rome
Lyrics
Postcard Of Rome
There’s a postcard of Rome
Pinned to the fridge
That holds a can of Coke
And a half-eaten sandwich
The shades are drawn
She slept in late
There’s a song on the radio
That sounds like fake
She knows she is trapped
In a world in between
She needs to find a way back
Eventually
She crosses the room
To fix a drink
Among the pile of dishes
That floods the sink
How to hold on
Stay strong?
How to keep on keeping on?
When all feels wrong
And untrue
When there is nowhere you belong to
At 2:38
She’s already late
For the waitress job
At the same sad Italian place
She’s been writing on a book
Some eight years now
It’s like she still couldn’t say
What the plot is about
There’s the coming and going
Of love and men
Both past and future
Remain open-ends
On pages and pages
No one will ever read
Stories of a life
Lived secretly
How to hold on
Stay strong?
How to keep on keeping on?
When all feels wrong
And untrue
When there is nowhere you belong to