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Then Jessica Smiled

05:56
Rich Krueger
2018
Rich Krueger

Lyrics

How’s your weekend going?

They’re always going.  Think you could ever make one last?

Kiddo, from my end, I fear a fool’s heart always breaks way too fast.

How is it that a girl?  How is it that your smile

Could make me so proud to be humbled, broke up, and beguiled?

Kiddo, I am just another stupid fan,

An old weak, married, foolish man.

But you, you are wild life, a pistol, sex, and white light,

A dancing pyre built of a thousand burnished diamonds.

Dare I take your hand?  Crash with open arms wide?

'Til everything stops still as you flash another smile?

I pray that this song finds you,

And wherever it finds you, that it find you well.

Kiddo, did I forget to mention my wife?

She said she liked you. I can always tell.

Me, I hold to this kind of bent Punk-Christian view.

Always try to ask myself, “Now just what would our Sid Vicious do?”

And when I find an answer to put my heart at rest,

I draw a broken bottle across my chest.

But if God could just forget, or forgive, just this one time.

If Sidney is still dying for all these stupid sins of mine.

Then grace might co-mingle with ecstasy

While my mounting stupor whiles

Away everything that once seemed somehow important

Before Jessica smiled

Kiddo, I just an old man.

Even less of an old man than some knotted old tree.

But Kiddo, can you help me try to remember just how it felt to seem so free?

Young mens’ inspiration just spills down from above

While we old just prattle on about Graves and hopeless loves

And you, you’re young and rare enough it’s true

To be the squire’s only daughter, too.

But all the larks asleep within my hat

Dream of their escape to fly and sing about you.

All the drunken drumming, the singing madly in that room.

And underneath the din,  a rock rolls from a tomb.

But do I long for you, or what could have been

Had I been wanton heedless and wild?

Or is it just that for so long, I have so longed

And then Jessica smiled.

It’s  a heartache

Nothing but a heartache

Hits you when it’s too late

Hits you when you’re down