fred thomas – i was a singer lyrics
i was a singer and the one thing i had
was the heartbreaking sound of my voice
i was a singer, didn’t need any band
i was fine on my own
it didn’t bother me to get in the van
take my act from one small town to another
it didn’t bother me to drive through the night
i was fine all alone
i travelled all over this turbulent world
i would stare out the windows and watch
some people said i was the best that they’d heard
others said we all sounded the same
i was a singer
i went to london whеn i was 23
playing bass for his name is alive
on the last rеcord they did with 4ad
just three shows and some press
the girl from the label looked familiar to me
though i’d never even once seen her face
they took us to dinner
there was something about her i couldn’t place
she told me she’d been photographed by her friends
for the cover of their band’s first lp
naked in the tub, holding a tiger to her chest
maybe i knew her from that possibly
i lost my passport, i wanted to stay there
it was the summer of 2001, when i got home i felt different
i was a waiter when i lived in new york
it was hard to find work anywhere
in love with someone who was basically bad
i was sad all the time
but what i couldn’t see was i was bad too
just for them, exactly like they were for me
and when we split up
both our lives improved exponentially
i moved in with barder at the top of the park
and we would dj at matchless sometimes
i ran round in circles for a couple of years
’til i ran out of ways to survive
sometimes i see him on sat+rday night live
playing h+rn for john misty or haim
i’m still doing house shows in the town where we grew up
but i know that we both feel the same
i’m just the singer
and he’s the saxophone player
i was a singer in the age of the blind
al at once my old songs were in style
i became famous near the end of my life
it was weird to say the least
sometimes i’d miss the friends that i left back home
but i had so many places that i really needed to be
i was a singer, there was n0body else who could sing
like me
sometimes i think about those earlier years
and i wondered if i gave them away
i took a picture of the way that i was
‘cos i thought it might help me some day
n0body told me at the end of the line
i would find something so terrifying
i was a singer in the age of the blind
all i had was the sound of my voice
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