swarbles.

swarbles; funeral shoes.

the elephant 6 townhall’s weekly hoursong is up.  the theme was telephones, but my grandmother is in the hospital, so instead i wrote about how much i do not want to buy funeral shoes (and about how i do not want her to die and go to her funeral and go to new jersey [which, theoretically, i can’t afford to do, and i’m not sure anyone other than my dad will be able to afford to actually go if she does pass]).  it’s unfortunate because i was planning on writing an upbeat song about how stupid cellphones are, but then this all started happening on wednesday, so i’ve been mentally preoccupied.  i tried to write the song about phones but i am obsessed with this whole thing about needing shoes for a funeral.

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lyrics;

i’ve been checking the weather for new jersey
which is not a typical thing for me.
but i’ve been concerned about you and the weather;
what if you both take a turn for the worse?

i don’t want to buy another black dress,
but it’s still quite cold and anyway,
i will need new funeral shoes.

i don’t want to talk about it, i wanna cry for three straight days,
coz waiting for you to pass just might kill me.
coz who’s gonna ask me to sing for them now?
and then swear at my dad in italian?

i don’t want to buy another black dress,
but it’s still quite cold and anyway,
i will need new funeral shoes.

these terrible things that plague one’s thoughts;
like i’ll never see you smile again,
and how awful it is to love anyone, when we all end up dying.
but i hope you’ll be happy in st. gertrude’s,
with the chief by your side and no more pain.

but i don’t want to buy another black dress,
and i don’t want to say goodbye to you yet,
and i don’t want to need funeral shoes.