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Joe Henry - Reverie Grand Street

Contributors

  • ISRC:USEP41121005
  • Recorded:2011 The Garfield House - South Pasadena, CA
  •  ©2011 Anti, Inc.
  • Acoustic Guitar, Vocals:Joe Henry
  • Piano:Keefus Ciancia
  • Upright Bass:David Piltch
  • Drums:Jay Bellerose

Lyrics

His foot held the door,
To the alley in back
Where the hotel’s kitchen let out—
And the night butcher stood
‘Neath a dim iron moon
And spoke to himself right out loud,
Spoke to himself right out loud

I gave him some room
And waited for you,
Sat on the steps like kid—
Polished my boot
On the back of my calf
And smoked like it was something I did,
Smoked like it was something I did

That summer was thick
And as still as the nun
On the steps of St. Michael’s on Grand—
Who scowled at a window
Propped up with a broom
That aired every moan of a man,
That aired every moan of a man

You spoke from behind me,
“You look like a soldier
Guarding the president’s train—
Taking my arm,
A scarf on your head
As if, oh dear God, it could rain,
As if, oh dear God, it could rain

His foot held the door,
To the alley in back
Where the hotel’s kitchen let out—
And the night butcher stood
By a dim iron moon
And spoke to himself right out loud,
Spoke to himself right out loud