A Moment of Peace - Jarrod Gorbel

I was six years her elder

She had yet to give herself away

Just moved from Jersey to Hell’s Kitchen

Thirty-ninth just west of Broadway

Selling my soul in customer service

Dressing the wealthy

And fighting the urge

To tell them all just how i feel

Don’t know what to say

To keep this hunger away

To shed the skin built up from sin

In a moment of peace and beauty

Black skirt, red ribbon for detail

Fit and fill the lace so generously

Contrast of her pale flesh and darkness

Crucifix floated on her chest

Wanted me to notice her

Under the spell of a Springsteen record

Darkness in the spirit of '77

Needle cracks that vinyl tone

Don’t know what to say

To keep this hunger away

To shed the skin built up from sin

In a moment of peace and beauty

In a moment of peace and beauty

She lived by the bible

Drank until all hell broke loose

And the pale blue (warmthru?) made a fine silhouette

Gave away her composition

Don’t know what to say

To keep this hunger away

To shed the skin build up from sin

In a moment of peace and beauty

Oh in a moment of peace and beauty