Brandon From Ithica Lyrics - Craig Cardiff

the bus stopped in brandon, miles from ithaca 

at a shop that paid it to pour all the people out 

to drink all the coffee and read through the papers 

about the famous coming out 

the couple two rows up to the left didn't move 

as I passed they just lay sleeping in 

into one another like the way birds cluster 

all together when facing wind 

she was like a camera, he a b-film 

both pretty faced, but hard 

from smoking too much and waiting too long 

and from all the things that life does to break your heart 

I told you so, don't say I didn't tell you so 

I listened to them all the way westbound 

under gold blankets and blue fields 

with the sally-ann jackets and pillows and backpacks 

she turned into him like a shield 

from the stories of santa claus drunk stuck in the chimney 

and the deer they lost making him fly 

how BB King rode the bus to the gig cause he was broke 

and how sometimes it's ok to cry 

I hear it rains here all the time, she said 

first thing we'll take a room to keep dry 

we'll find a bed and put us in it 

It'll feel like home in no time 

what if there's not much more of this 

well, I'd like to share it with you 

with your hundred and my hundred dollars 

I'm sure we'll pull through 

I told you so, don't say I didn't tell you so.