Guest
Written, performed and produced by John Haydock. Brand new tune -For those that like Chris Rea, John Illsley, Leonard Cohen. LYRICS: I was far from the border, lost in you I did what I could, did what I had to do Now I walk these fields in skies of jealous blue And I do what I can In these hundred dollar shoes I wrestled the angel, came up short I was tortured by the ghost who told me what to want I felt desire crawl right up to my side But I knew I couldn't lose In those hundred dollar shoes There's nothing to see on the street Except the rest of humanity dying in the heat Wild and unavailable in the star torn night Too far from anywhere, out on the other side But I just can't lose in these hundred dollar shoes There's an unspoken rhythm in the day born long Living on the outskirts, almost gone Sometimes I feel like yesterday is a dream of sleep And I don't know what to do With those hundred dollar shoes
