Mark Kozelek - Song of Shadows lyrics

Reading John Connolly's novel 'A Song Of Shadows' Was looking out my bay window at the stunning Golden Gate Bridge It's May 12th, 7 p.m. at night And I'm sitting here waiting for you and I don't like it that we've been in a fight I leave at the end of next week to start a tour in Paris And like always the night before I'm going to take you out to Harris' Our favorite dinner spot in the world down on Van Ness Me and my girl, my everything, my beautiful princess I'm a handful anyone would agree that's true And when I die someday everybody who knew me will have a good story or two But one thing nobody ever really knew Is just how much you mean to me and how deeply I loved you Without you my life would cave in I'd be an empty old man curled up in a bed laying there aging I'd have a girl who'd be sitting here next to me staring at her phone Shooting stupid photos of her stupid face out into this stupid world Without you my life would be a ship wreck I'd be going down to the bank depositing my royalty checks Flirting with the bank tellers behind the desk And when I'd walk out the door they'd all have a good laugh at my expense I remember my 43rd birthday you took me for steak and lobster at Poor Red's We came back and got in my hot tub up in the mountains There was a chill in the air and light snow on the ground It was the best birthday I ever had and I was so proud to have you in my life and I'd just bought the house Now it's May 16th and I'm on your couch sitting by the fireplace You're making chili in the kitchen and it smells so good and we've patched things up and now I'm feeling OK And I'm intrigued with this character a young girl named Amanda the daughter of Ruth Winter in the book 'A Song of Shadows' She's got a thing for older men no time for boys her own age And it's time to eat now so I closed the book on an airplane ticket between the 67th and 68th page And it's Saturday, 9 p.m. at night And in this moment I love you so much and everything about my life Without you I'd not have much to live for When I come home from these long trips and set my sh** down on the floor I'd have a number from some girl from Singapore or Shanghai And when I'd call her she'd ask if I had Twitter or Skype and I'd lay down on my bed and I'd wanna f**ing die Without you my life would be a nightmare I'd hibernate all through the winter like a big old Alaskan brown bear And I'd spend my Christmases & my birthdays all alone and way down there in the stack of books would be 'A Song Of Shadows'