Consideration Blues

I consider this town as home
But consider this now:
I’m leaving

I don’t want to pick-up the phone
I don’t want them to know
How I’m grieving

’Cause the one I love
Don’t love me no more
And I don’t want
One foot out the door

I consider this town as home
But consider this now:
I’m leaving

Sunshine kisses on the sea;
Waves all dance so merrily but

Like the rock that’s thrown
Consider this now:
I’m gone

        Like the sun has shone
        Like the wind has blown
        Like the ice-cream
        Drip, drip, dripping

        Down
        Down
        Down
        Down
        Down the cone...

I consider this town as home
But now it’s the place
I’m fleeing

I don’t want to pick-up the phone
I don’t want them to know
How I’m grieving

’Cause the one I love
Don’t love me no more
And all I want
Is to close the door

I consider this town as home
But consider this now:
I’m leaving.


© Martin Slidel 2018




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