More songs by Thelma & James
Description
It's like being in a room where all the windows are closed and the air is heavy, and only a few words break through - in a slightly broken voice, a little incoherently. The warmth here is not about comfort, but about that very “heat” when the heart burns with the unsaid. It seems to be a conversation about truth and pain, but it sounds like a dance on the verge of sleep and quarrel: sometimes tender, sometimes almost hysterical, then attractive again. The music goes round and round, as if it can't decide to leave, and each repetition is like another wave of heat that doesn't cool down, but only burns stronger.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I don't know why I start getting sad around 7:30
Don't know why my sister picks them fights with strangers at the bar
Don't know why my Papa's memory is slowly disappearing
Don't know why them things are the way they are
I'm starting to wonder if there's even any rhyme or reason
Why even say hello if it all ends in goodbye?
And I don't know why he grabbed the keys when I begged him not to drive
I don't know how to watch his mother cry
Damn it, throw me a bone
Could you send me a sign?
I ain't gave up yet
But it's a real thin line
So if you're in the business of listening
To parking lot prayers tonight
Starting to think that you ain't there
I dare you to change my mind
I've seen way too much bad happen to good people
And what you gotta say about the whole wide world on fire?
I'm all but on my knees, begging for some shred of light
So if you lose me now, don't say I didn't try
So if you lose me now, don't say I didn't try
Damn it, throw me a bone
Could you send me a sign?
I ain't gave up yet
But it's a real thin line
So if you're in the business of listening
To parking lot prayers tonight
I'm starting to think that you ain't there
I dare you to change my mind
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh (change my mind)
Ooh, ooh, change my mind (ooh, change my mind)
Ooh, ooh
Damn it, throw me a bone
Could you send me a sign?
I ain't gave up yet
But it's a real thin line
So if you're in the business of listening
To parking lot prayers tonight
I'm starting to think that you ain't there
I dare you to change my mind
I'm starting to think that you ain't there
Starting to think that you ain't there
I dare you to change my mind