Furniture Songtext - John Gorka

Furniture - John Gorka

What good am I if I leave you lonely
What good am I if I am lonely too
What good is a one and only
If that one and only is leaving you

Am I losing you?
Am I losing you?
I know you're lonely too

I walk to the land of sweet temptation
Where the women come up from underneath
What they offer is sweet as candy
What they offer is no relief

It's really no relief
Over or underneath
Yea, I want to keep my teeth

I live in rooms where I'm a stranger
Young women here now call me Sir
My friends are other loan arrangers
But you won't find us where we were

Oh no not where we were
It's just a fading blur
Oh yea, they call me Sir

True love is a welcome struggle
The only one that's worth it's salt
I want to say I caused that trouble
I want to say it was my fault
I want to say it was my fault

What ever caused this bad direction?
This attitude where darkness thrives
Is it loneliness retained in sections
Or from undetected sharpened knives

All those sharpened knives
From other people's lives
Is that why the darkness thrives?

A friend of mine, he taped the ocean
So I could listen to the sea
Locked inside this loud commotion
Locked in the Land of the Free

In the Land of the Free
Was a gift for me
The sound of the rolling sea

Hope comes from the smallest places
From little rooms inside the heart
The furniture there bares the traces
Of every successful start

Unsuccessful start
It's like a work of art
The bottom of the heart


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