i simply remember my favourite things and then i don't feel so bad.

Esser.


thanks to a very "sexual drummer", and a couple of photographers i'm absolutely aching for london. i mean, i'm always partially there, i think. but, then there are times when i can't even stand it. my little heart bursting in my chest for it... and with each beat, it seems a rush of memories to the head. another face, i'm tired of missing.
at least, i don't have to miss colleen's face too much longer! countdown til december. finally someone is coming to visit.
but, in the meantime, i really wish it wasn't nearly 3.00am london time. or for that matter 4.00 vienna time. i wish your phone was working...er rather that it were cheaper to talk on international roam. i wish i was there! because, if i may put it precisely as mister gallagher, "i wanna talk tonight..."
i wrote a new song about one of those faces. my long lost bff, if you will. he would.
i will leave out all of the disclaimers of inadequacy... and just let you see the page from the notebook, already:

at angel station

we started conversation

that wrapped around the town

til they all gathered round

did you even see them?

cos, i couldn't see them

gazing at the man who

almost touched the ceiling

oh oh, i just wanna say...

walked to some new places

passed some painted faces

learned nothing was open

standing in the cold and

waiting for the number

still shivering under

that february night

wrapped up in city light

oh oh, i just wanna say...
i like you 'when the strings come in'
and when you put your paper to pen
talking on the telephone
singing songs by cass mccombs
call me crazy if you like
you're probably just plain right
all of this is just to say
i like you, anyway.

he charged me a fortune

just to get back in

and sleep for a moment

it's already morning

planes are taking off and

we could still be talking

staring at the ocean

wondering where i'm going

oh oh, i just wanna say

i like you 'when the strings come in'

and when you put your paper to pen

talking on the telephone

singing songs by cass mccombs

call me crazy if you like

you're probably just plain right

i just wanna talk tonight

can we just talk tonight