Testo After All Darrell Scott
We walked all night in the pouring rain
Made the coast by morning
Found an old abandoned carnival by the sea
There were no seats on the ferris wheel
And only one horse on the carousel
So I jumped on his back to get a ride for free
Free like the wind rising up the Eastern shore
Blowing back my un-tucked shirt tail
Filling up my empty pockets
And a song was coming to me
But by night I couldnât hear it anymore
Anymore
Iâve stopped dreaming of love
Anymore
I canât believe the things Iâm thinking of
Anymore, anymore
Mirrah, sheâs a friend of mine
She gives her love to artists
Itâs her way of brushing her humanity
She stays long enough to feel the pain
And to fill up on their vision
When sheâs drunk she says sheâs still in love with me
Me, I spend my days singing new songs on the subway
For the ones who stop to listen
Who will pay me mind or money
And I go right on singing as the train rolls in
To take them far away
Far away
they miss the best part of the show
Far away
for a place they donât really wanna go
Far away, far away
Well I went to see this friend of mine
He lives down in New York City
Says thatâs the only place a poet needs to be
Says thereâs life outside the window pane
And benches by the river
And a song in every strangerâs eyes you see
See me on the street with my pocket pad of paper
Making sense of all the madness
With my crisp iambic meter
And nobody dares to tell me
New York City doesnât need me after all
After all
I am just a mortal man
After all
Iâm just trying to do the very best I can
After all, after all, after all