Songtexte Brandon from Ithica - Craig Cardiff

The bus stopped in Brandon and miles from Ithaca
At a shop that paid 'em to pour the people out
To drink all the coffee and read through the paper
About the famous and crashing down
The couple two rows up to the left didn't move
As they passed they just lay sleeping in
Into one another like the way birds cluster
All together when facing wind
She was like a camera, he a B-film
Both pretty-faced but hard
All from smoking too much and waiting too long
From all the things that life does to break your heart

Well, I told you so
And don't say I didn't tell you so

But I listened to them and hauled away westbound
Under gold blankets and blue fields
With her Sally Ann jackets, her pillows and backpacks
She turned into him like a shield
From the stories of Santa Claus drunk in the chimney
The deer they lost making them fly
And how BB King rode the bus to his gig 'cause he was broke
How sometimes it's okay to cry
"I hear it rains there all the time," she says
"First thing we'll take a room and keep dry
Or we'll find a bed and put us in it
It'll feel like home in no time
And what if there's not much more than this
I'd like, oh, to share it with you
With your hundred dollars, my hundred dollars
I'm sure, I'm sure, I'm sure we'll pull through"

I told you so
And don't say I didn't tell you so