'Morning Theft'

Maybe my favourite song on this very special album...

Tell me darling, did you also wonder why songs have to end...?

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Jeff Buckley was completing this second album when he died. 

Sketches for My Sweetheart the Drunk turns 20 today and "gives a glimpse into an erratic mind that could be too mercurial for its own good," writes Pitchfork.

We know he didn't want it out unfinished but we're so grateful to have it still.


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Jeff Buckley- 'Morning Theft'

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Lyrics:

"Morning Theft"

Time takes care of the wound
So I can believe
You had so much to give
You thought I couldn't see

Gifts for boot heels to crush
Promises deceived
I had to send it away
To bring us back again

Your eyes and body brighten
Silent waters, deep
Your precious daughter in the
Other room, asleep

A kiss "Goodnight" from every
Stranger that I meet
I had to send it away
To bring us back again

Morning theft
Unpretender left
Ungraceful

True self is what
Brought you here, to me
A place where we can
Accept this love

Friendship battered down by
Useless history
Unexamined failure

But what am I still to you
Some thief who stole from you?
Or, some fool drama queen
Whose chances were few?

That brings us to who we need
A place where we can save
A heart that beats as
Both siphon and reservoir

You're a woman, I'm a calf
You're a window, I'm a knife
We come together
Making chance in the starlight

Meet me tomorrow night
Or any day you want
I have no right to wonder
Just how, or when

You know the meaning fits
There's no relief in this
I miss my beautiful friend

I have to send it away
To bring her back again.