You don’t need to hear it
But I’m dried up and sick to death of love
If you need to know it
I never really understood that stuff
Oh, hello
Give me missing persons
They say
What is it that you need?
I said
Oh I need her so
She said
You’ve got to stop your pleading
Hearing Elton John’s “This Train Don’t Stop There Anymore” while waiting in line at liquor store; hearing Bernie Taupin’s lyrics carefully for the first time.
In terms of the mood, reminding me of Lowell George and Little Feat’s “Long Distance Love”.
Different take, same mood:
Both songs having a 3 a.m. lamp post feel. Watch the darkness in the light; some buzz that doesn’t do, or go.
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Postscript, December 12, 2011: Found another version of “Long Distance Love” that adds:
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