it's still you... - Field Medic

I come home late after closing the coffee shop

Make myself some dinner then get to drinking

And Peter down at the corner store

The young man, our friend remember?

Well, he’s moving on, he don’t work there anymore

I went by last night and he was gone

And I just wish I could tell you

Yeah, I just wish I could tell you

Wake up phone call from the LAPD

Say they wanna talk to me about the theft

Can’t say I haven’t been keeping busy

I couldn’t write a song, so I tried to play that song

That we used to sing together bout sailing

Couldn’t make it through the first verse

Without breaking down and crying

What the hell is wrong with me?

Hey I just wish we could sing it

Yeah, I just wish we could sing it

To answer your letter, most days I’m doing fine

But sometimes I still get deep, down, dark and feeling low

But now I wear sunglasses and a big jacket

And get so high that I can’t see the bottom, it helps a little

And when it’s too hard to handle I call Carlos and we talk it out

But I just wish I could call you

Yeah, I just wish I could call you

Remember that time we rode the train to San Mateo

And met up with my mom and her husband

She’d just found $ 20 on the ground

So she took us out to lunch, and it was raining

After that we said goodbye, and walked down to the tea gardens

Beneath our broken umbrella and when we got there it was closed

We did our best to enjoy ourselves despite it all

But by then the sun was setting on our problems

I want to say sorry

Yeah, I just wanna say sorry

I got this whole trunk of love poetry between us

That I can’t put away, or throw away, or even begin to think about So it just

sits in the window, waiting for the day when some new little rose is gonna be

heading on over

And I’ll just sweep it away, sweep our memories up

Like I’m making my bed, without thinking

Just like I’m making my bed, without thinking

And that’s no way to say thank you

Yeah, that’s no way to say thank you

That whole thing about the LAPD, it’s not as bad as it sounds

I just cashed a check for somebody that turned out to be stolen

And I think I did it 'cause I was lonely

I got the call today that the bank’s gonna pay restitution

But there was a while there where I thought I was gonna get thrown in a cell or

be on the line for 5000 dollars

And you don’t know the first thing about it, beginning, middle or end

But it’s still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me

Still you that arrest me and robs me