St. Louis Songtext
von Louden Swain

I′m back home
I feel depressed
I found your clothes
And your new address
Why leave a note?
Why leave a note?
Your words are a joke
And the breeze makes me choke
And all the time the answers were in front of my face
I try to think about tomorrow but I can't forget today
I found my old records
And all my books
I found my old Bee Gees
But the turntable you took
I called all into work
That I can′t make it in today
I'd sleep it off But I'm too awake
And all the time the jokes did not make any sense
I finally figured out the punch line was at my expense, yeah
So I′m back home
Or what remains
I watch the snow
Drift off my window pane
So much wasted spit
So many envelopes
All these silver gifts
With nowhere to go
And all the time the answers were in front of my face
I try to think about tomorrow but I can′t forget today
Today
I cannot forget today
Today