Out Of Reach
from Fingertips of the Silversmith by Tiger Cooke
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OUT OF REACH
It’s early afternoon
Dusty sunlight spilling through your door
I’d long given up on you
O, my pale blue muse
But every phrase I scrawl
On my bedsit walls… say
That you’re out of reach, out of time,
Out of mind, but not out of mine,
I can’t let your scent fade
No matter who you’re waiting
Or saving your sighing for
Pitch clouds forming, deep in my skull,
Have my troubles begun?
I can’t trace them, these knots I've tied,
years trying to explain you
with every phrase I scrawl on my bedsit walls…
But you’re out of reach, out of time,
Out of mind, but not out of mine,
I can’t let your scent fade
No matter who you’re waiting
Or saving your sighing for
Loving or hating
Or demystifying…
Oh some good things come to those who wait
But I do alright on my own
With no patience of my own
To reach you…
It’s early afternoon
Dusty sunlight spilling through your door
I’d long given up on you
O, my pale blue muse
But every phrase I scrawl
On my bedsit walls… say
That you’re out of reach, out of time,
Out of mind, but not out of mine,
I can’t let your scent fade
No matter who you’re waiting
Or saving your sighing for
Pitch clouds forming, deep in my skull,
Have my troubles begun?
I can’t trace them, these knots I've tied,
years trying to explain you
with every phrase I scrawl on my bedsit walls…
But you’re out of reach, out of time,
Out of mind, but not out of mine,
I can’t let your scent fade
No matter who you’re waiting
Or saving your sighing for
Loving or hating
Or demystifying…
Oh some good things come to those who wait
But I do alright on my own
With no patience of my own
To reach you…
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Fingertips of the Silversmith,
released 22 October 2010
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I write amazing songs that nobody knows. Indie Irish songwriter & musician with a dark-folk soul sound. (formerly Tadhg Cooke)
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