Johnny Cash

Lyrics

 

There's a picture on the night stand

Could it be some old flame

or is it the picture that came in the frame

a black-haired beauty

a face with no name?

 

Your hair, it looks longer

it covers your face

It seems so much darker, against the pillow case

A black-haired beauty

a face with no name.

 

You were drinking beer between cigarettes

And listening to Johnny Cash

 

There's a hole in the wall, there

beside the bedroom door

I wonder if hatred or love was at it's core

and is there a scar

to show from that war?

 

You told me you're waiting

I wondered what for

but I never asked, we just walked toward the door

I looked for a scar

to show from some war.

 

You were drinking beer between cigarettes

And listening to Johnny Cash

 

I thought I heard you cry last night

But I woke to find

the pillow dry

Only a wrinkle at the corner of your eye

 

You shift as you're sleeping

I look at that mane

I could drown in your hair, I could swim in your pain

A black-haired beauty

a face with no name.

 

 

You were drinking beer between cigarrettes

And listening to Johnny Cash

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

"I could swim in your pain..."
The singular line has much potential to rip every spirit of reader with its own loyalty... of love. What a beautiful poetry you damn digged. Seemed, you were writing such lyrical words since the eve. got ya hooked up with some ecstasy brought by some ecstatic love-moments.. holding glass of wine in hands; smoking real hard sitting on porch .. & just breathing the scents of winds after having some ... nocturnal nights with someone you bewitched with. Nice shot.