Acoustic guitar, grand piano, shakers, drums, trumpet, vocal. Recorded* in Nijmegen (NL) on Saturday, August 4, 2012. The photograph and sound sample were taken on the top end of the Pepergas, which is the little alley going downhill on the far right.
lyrics
I read in the newspaper that I'm not the only man who happens to be caught in an inter-sexual friendship where he would like it to be slightly more physically. I like your face, you like the way I talk. The motivations differ for our walks, but in the wind I get to rub your back, and to hold your hands just for a little while because they are cold. But when I go home, I know I'll be there on my own.
We talk about your problems with your boy. I say I think you treat him like a toy. We talk about my one night stands. I exaggerate. You say they are the hunters and I am the bait. I think I'll never tell you how I feel. I think you know the nature of the deal. You know I'm never going to ask. You know I won't try. I know you're never going to ask. You know I won't lie. So when I go home, I know I'll be there on my own.
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