Story Behind The Song
After 7 years of living away from NYC, only one friend among the some-odd 15 with whom I'd grown up, had ever visited me. I'd drive three hours to Manhattan every weekend to spend two hours having dinner with them. None of them had ever heard my music or
Song Description
same as above
Song Length |
3:36 |
Genre |
Blues - General |
Tempo |
Tempo Undefined |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Video |
Similar Artists |
Tom Waits |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
My Rocky Good-Bye
All words and music by Eve L. Rantzer
(P)© 2002 Rantzer Publishing/BMI, all rights reserved.
Love fades like a childhood friend,
When you've been away too long,
I'm a long way from the latest news,
haven't I heard, my best friend's got a man,
But she don't call me anymore,
new York don't need to have my song.
Not sorry that I grew up,
Does leavin' always mean the end,
If I'd known then that I'd lose her, too,
I would have held her one last time,
Wrapped her in a lullabye,
But I'd still have left that no-man's land.
BRIDGE
City you dance in my feet,
My soul's on the street, still, sometimes,
My crowd or so I used to say,
Till I moved away, The first to be flying,
That sin, to be trying,
It's like a disease or a crime;
Change comes like the early dawn,
Fragrant, and full — and cold;
I'm a long way from where I was born;
But I don't think it's really;
No, I don't think I will again;
Never, never,
Ever, ever
Call it home.
© 2002 Rantzer Publishing/BMI, all rights reserved
RantMuse Productions · eve@rantmuse.com