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Someone Else's Blues

from Someone Else's Blues by Sam Steffen

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Someone Else’s Blues copyright 2014 Sam Steffen

Last time we talked we didn’t say too much I don’t guess
Something about how maybe we were finally getting to be a little bit too old for this
There was a little bit of time yet then wrapped around your wrist
The end of the autumn in a November evening mist
But you should’ve seen your face that day it was the color of the gentle rose you wore in your lapel
While the captain raised a clamour and the widow clanged that old church-bell
They say lightning never strikes the same place twice
And I’m standing here thinking if it struck anywhere, just once would be more than nice
If I were not me, and you were not you
And we did not both know what we’ve both been through
I guess then I’d just be in someone else’s shoes
I guess I’d be singing someone else’s blues

Your eyes once in a fleeting car moved past, and I swear I only caught the briefest glimpse
You did not see my standing on that street-corner to which by the way I have not been back since
I used to go out wandering from drug- to department-store thinking maybe that I was the one who’s not who he sposed to be anymore
But it’s not an easy thing I don’t guess, to know you were not born alone and when
You can still go anywhere but you can’t go home again
They say lightning never twice the same place strikes
They say there’s no difference at all between some look alikes
If I were not me, and you were not you
What would there be left for us to misconstrue
Two vacant seats now in that old church pew
For someone else to sit with someone else’s blues

Tomorrow we’re gone, at least today we’re still here
And you can still see the sun in that mud-puddle of yours that you call a mirror
Remember the time we got so turned around and ended up in some old playhouse?
And before the last act we both left to let the midnight river serenade us?
Come out, come out, wherever you are, the children scream
The games they play reminding us that this is not just some crazy dream
They say lightning never twice strikes the same place
As though when you try to repeat, all you do is erase
If I were not me, and you were not you
And we had not drifted the older we grew
I guess then I wouldn’t be here trying to choose
Now between mine and someone else’s blues

Those were the days of the wind and the rain
The only difference is that now, well, they’re exactly the same
I sent you a letter a while back just to see how you are
And can you still play piano on that old worn out guitar
But you should’ve seen your face that day it looked not a thing like mine
Why’s it always the common sense that says it’s alright to just be yourself sometimes
Lightning never strikes the same place twice, they say
But even if it did they might not believe that anyway
If I were not me, and you were not you
Not I would not want not to not be not you
The hardest part about lovin you
Is that it has never been that hard to do

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from Someone Else's Blues, released April 2, 2014

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Sam Steffen Boise, Idaho

Sam Steffen is a Pennsylvania-bred, Boise-based singer-songwriter whose songs are the torch-wood for a new generation of folk music that has learned from the best stuff in the tradition and aims in spite of everything to keep the human spirit alive and kicking. A versatile musician and skilled finger-picker, Sam is at heart a story-teller, and a prolific one. ... more

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