Kevin Devine Like Cursing Kids
I saw your freckles on the shoulders of a stranger today
And my heart leapt, and my heart leapt
I saw the sickle of a dimple slash the side of her face
And my heart leapt, my heart leapt
And then she faced me while we wrestled for our place on the train
Her kooky make up of a brat(?) and I kept out of her way
You're not that actress playing dress-up on the subway today
So my heart keeps leapin' on
I tried to catch you on a couplet on my four-track today
But my tongue tied, my tongue tied
Couldn't figure how to fit you on the spin of a tape
So my tongue tied, my tongue tied
The words seemed small and insignificant, confused and cliche
You saw my promise and potential, through my guilt and my shame
I couldn't catch that in a couplet on my best goddamn day
My tied tongue tumbles on
I'm shakin. shiver.
And laugh like cursing kids
And all our fitful failures
For every time we kiss
So cross your fingers, place your bets and hold that glow in your face
Let my big mouth, ramble on
I'm shakin. shiver.
And laugh like cursing kids
And all our fitful failures
For every time we kiss
So cross your fingers, place your bets and hold that glow in your face
Let my big mouth, ramble on
