Texty piesní Robert Earl Keen

Robert Earl Keen

Lonely Feeling

It's a long strecth of highway

At midnight in New Mexico

It's a small colored light

That shines from your car radio

It's the old motel owner

Who sleeps on a cot

And gives you the very last cup from his pot

It's a lonely feeling, it's what you've got

It's a lonely feeling, like it or not

It's the crack in the sidewalk

Right next to a pay telephone

It's someone's recorder

When you're hoping someone is home

It's an hour to kill

To do what you please

But nobody's up for shooting the breeze

It's a lonely feeling, it's like a disease

It's a lonely feeling, you pray that it leaves

It's three men from Chile

Who are tired and they want to go home

They've run out of money

And they're stuck up in east Oregon

So you give ‘em the small bit of change in your hand

You try to speak Spanish but they don't understand

It's a lonely feeling, it gets to a man

It's a lonely feeling, that runs through the land

It's your best friend from high school

Who sees you and wishes you well

You try to breakthrough

But you run out of stories to tell

So you bid him goodbye and you step into space

There are so many questions that you cannot face

It's a lonely feeling, taking his place

It's a lonely feeling, you just can't erase

It's statue of Jesus your grandmother had when she died

All cracked and all yellow

And you know you should throw it aside

But you're growing religious, the older you get

You haven't been saved

But it could happen yet

It's a lonely feeling, full of regret

It's a lonely feeling, won't let you forget

It's a bus stop, a street cop, an old dog, the new kid, a bum

It's fright and rejected

Neglected, and blind, deaf and dumb

But you look in the mirror

And you're still hanging in

It's there to remind you how lucky you've been

It's a lonely feeling, now and again

It's only a feeling that comes now and then....