Invincible summer |||

Thursday night

Words and music: Bonnie Shaljean

I gave you farewell in my very lightest voice

And we did it up just fine

With a kiss and a power handshake

And a bottle of red mountain wine
Little bottle of wine in a chair
In the kitchen with my hair

Flying out like a porcupine
Hearing the station
Play the hits round the nation

And singing like I wasn’t going to die

Singing like I wasn’t going to die

The doors and the windows they’re letting in the cold

And they’re doing it just for spite

And it’s a long long road I had to go

To be sitting in your kitchen this night
To be sitting right here in her place
Though I’m wearing the wrong face

And it’s getting to me loud and clear

I can make whatever peace
Will set my mind at ease

But I know that you’re never going to hear

I know that you’re never going to hear

You know I like sitting quiet while you tell your tale

Though I heard it some time ago

And I’d take all your loose ends if I could

And tie them up in a bow
I would tie them in a bow and reply
If I thought it worth the try

But thinking never made it so

I could break this creaky chair

Showing how I really care

But it’s late and I’d really better go

It’s late and I’d really better go