Sacramento & Polk - Alejandro Escovedo

The moon is brighter than the sun

My shadow is long as night and it follows me

As I drive your way

The moon hangs from the sky

The tree hangs from the branches

Water lies flat in the gutter

While a rose climbs up the staircase

And falls upon the landing

Falls upon the landing

And as I wonder where you are

I’m so lonesome, yeah, I could cry

Sometimes I come home at night I’m glad that you are sleeping

So I don’t have to pretend that you are thinking of me

Or something like that, in the middle of the night

She really is breathtaking as she lies there softly sleeping

Undisturbed, and I wish my breath, my voice, my touch

Could awaken her

Yeah, awaken her again

I’m under a spell, her name

Oh, I spell her name

I’m under a spell, her name

Oh, yeah, I spell her name

There really is no reason for the way that I am feeling

It could’ve been the weather

Or something less than that

I need to shed this old skin for something that’s much lighter

Maybe different colors

Maybe not so tight

Maybe not so tight

I’m under a spell, her name

Oh, yeah, I know her name

Uh huh, I know her name

Oh, yeah, I spell her name

It singes and it burns like a delicate veil

The pressure of her kiss

Feels like it’s all over now

I never could jump from high enough

I never could jump from high enough

A third story jump ain’t high enough

It’s just a mess on Market Street

I’m under a spell, her name

Oh, yeah, I spell her name

Oh, yeah, I spell her name

Uh huh, I spell her name

Palo Alto Hotel at Sacramento & Polk

The neighbors spend their day

Washing their socks and staring out the windows

In a Thorazine haze

They don’t know what to do with their hands

They vaguely remember some plans

But that was so long

That was so long ago

I’m under a spell, her name

Oh, yeah, I spell her name

Oh, yeah, I know her name

Uh huh, I spell her name