Another of my E/F#m/G#m dirges that I wrote during the bumpy years with Carolyn. It’s a perverse phenomenon that singing these rather depressing songs is fun and in some ways elating. Maybe that speaks to how functionally useful they were for expressing my feelings, feelings I was always reluctant to express directly for fear of driving her away. The reverse was probably true.
Lyrics
I’m Losing You
Harmless yesterdays in every pitter-patter
And you don’t move in the raining haze
And it doesn’t seem to matter
You always said that you would paint
Your renaissance in blue
I’m losing you
And there’s nothing you can do
From my circus tent I vowed we’d grow no older
But that was just an empty threat
And the audience grew colder
With a shawl around my shoulders
My harmonies won’t do
I’m losing you
And there’s nothing you can do
As you travel north from here
The roads are rather rough
Me I’ll stick to jungle paths
Ah wilderness enough
Here’s my watch, don’t pawn it
‘til you’ve run out of time
And please don’t write your eulogy
I’ll capture it in rhyme
A restless symphony with no libretto on it
I thought perhaps a hymn for me
Or at least a sonnet
Perhaps you’d like for me to say it
Perhaps it’s overdue
I’m losing you
And there’s nothing you can do.