If I were Brave - Shawn Colvin

    All the happy couples on their way to New Orleans
    Reminding me of when we got along
    They're only renting time and space to fill up with their dreams
    And dreams are what they'll have when they have gone

    How could it be that I was born without a clue to carry on
    And still it is the same now I am older
    Armed with just a will and then this love for singing songs
    And minding less and less if I am colder

    But I have this funny ache and it's burning in my chest
    And it spreads just like a fire inside my body
    Is it something God left out in my spirit or my flesh
    Would I be saved if I were brave and had a baby

    It was never clear what would come but that's the risk and that's the test
    And you were the only one so far to follow
    And no one talks about when one might stop and need to rest
    Or how long you sit alone before you stop looking back
    It's like you're waiting for Godot
    And then you pick your sorry ass up off the street and

    And what the hell is this? Who made this bloody mess?
    And someone always answers like a martyr
    Is it something you should know, did you never do your best
    Would you be saved if you were brave and just tried harder

    So now I ride the ought one thirtyfive to New Orleans
    I float a mile above life's toil and trouble
    A thousand lonely lifetimes I still wait and then go on
    A clown to entertain the happy couples

    Marco Giunco
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