David Delp - At the Foot of the Bed

				at the foot of the bed there at the foot of the bed he watches her body breathe her tired old record still turns her cigarette burns as she sleeps he wants her to die and stop that needle from clicking the clocks in the house are frozen like him they’re still ticking but they lie watch that empty dress running down the street toss penny prayers in a lake draw circles in the sunday paper he knows she knows he’ll never leave he wants to have a dream something of his own he can count on to sit on the couch hand in hand with no fog and no stench and watch cop shows
		New Tracks: The Stillings Do You Remember (Loops) More Tracks: Just Like That Before You Die Do You Remember At the Foot of the Bed What She Lives For Chorus Verse Chorus Fuentecitos Some of these songs are on the CD Do You Remember?