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Culled from a posting by sffog @ well.com
Robert Hunter song debuted NYE 2003
KEY TO YOUR ROOM
robert hunter
Standing on the corner at the break of day
Thought I heard Buddy Bolden say
Live for tomorrow and to hell with today
Who do you think you are anyway?
Walking on water when you can't even swim
Sawing the branch when you're out on a limb
God damn Buddy whatcha talking about?
Dig down deep and let the song roll out
There's nothing in the lock but the key to your room
Nothing inside but the ghost of perfume
A photograph of Jesus, a mop and a broom
The toll of a bell I don't know for whom
Hangs in the silence like an echo of doom
Black paper roses to brighten the gloom
A note on the mantle, for me I presume
Saying: please take care of the key to my room
Thank you for the key to your room
I just want to thank you
Once more for the key you your room
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You didn't move nothing, you let it move you
You left your number, I couldn't get through
I'll call you again if I can scrape up the change
However unusual it isn't so strange
To visit the scene of a previous crime
And know it for the first and maybe last time
I remember a hell of a lot
But t's hard to believe how much I forgot
For all the emotions whose price tag is lost
Smothered like flames or encoded in frost
Free as it seemed from profit and loss
Inside we both know what it cost
Cost everything but the sink and the floor
So wash your face and roll out the door
Do what you gotta do and do it some more
And try to believe in what you're doing it for
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Maybe your intentions weren't all that clear
Or maybe I just didn't want to hear
Words of consolation shouted in my ear
However well meant, however sincere
There were complications, it didn't look good
In retrospect I might have misunderstood
On a whole other page as I usually am
Could be I really didn't give a damn
Still undecided at the close of the day
If it could've played any other way
Did we execute an original crime
Or was it just another sign of the time?
Some insist it was nothing at all
But a patch of shade between the rock and the wall
Others see acres of love in full bloom
A boxful of matches and the key to your room
Thank you for the key to your room
I just want to thank you
Once more for the key you your room
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Nothing to communicate but your own pain
One day's tears, another day's rain
Maybe the music by which you express
The things that hurt will heal you the best
Indian Summer on the porches of Fall
Shed a little bit kinder light on it all
Maybe not much and maybe not long
That's about all you can ask from a song
So thank you for the key to your room
And everything in it the flames now consume
Spread from the candle I lit for to see
And just knocked over accidentally
I don't guess I'll be coming back here
But I'll keep the key as a souvenier
Gotta go now but I just want to say:
Thanks for everything you didn't betray
And thank you for the key to your room
I just want to thank you
Once more for the key you your room