Closin' Time

from by Radoslav Lorkovic



My erudite friend in Boston thinks this is a metaphor of epic proportions. It is as literal as can be. A chance late night bar room encounter followed by a rooftop party nearby. A harrowing climb up a fire escape. Dawn arrives too soon. Spring '93


I smell the smoke from your bottle blond hair
I see the Mississippi river everywhere
like a bottle of beer up on a roof
you got me floating downstream without a line or a hook

I see your face in the shadow of a neon sign
like a double Ferris wheel down by the county line
shinin' straight through the cornfields and the highway signs
as the fireflies dance and thunder fills the sky


You got me shakin like a moth on a buzzing beer sign
you got me sneaking down the alley trying to stay out of sight
you got me climbing up a fire escape ladder in the night
just a few rungs below you know I couldn't look down

I just hope I can find you
I just hope I can find you
I just hope I can find you
'fore closing time

When I saw you last night I knew you'd put me down
then you started talking 'bout that old river town
the crows were crowing
the ravens were raving
bats were buzzing
the angels were singing



from High and Dry, released June 10, 1995


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