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I Promised Her A Tower

from The Fade by Paris Street

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I promised her a tower
It’d be the envy of the town
Not San Francisco modern
More ‘out-of-time’ than ‘now’

I promised her a cable car
Over rye and mandarins
And I promised her a tower
On a citrus-scented whim

In a heavy, steady rain
As we looked up towards the moon
(They even gave it a new name)

Shining on the out-of-sync-ness that’s oh-so San Francisco modern
An antiseptic aesthetic that is coating every corner

Coating
Choking
Revolting
Stoking

Stoking ire
But mostly
Stoking nothing

As useful as the clouds over a pink-hued city hall
By jazzmen jailed with no favors left at all

I promised her a tower
Cutting through the misty air
An undeserved record
Of a paper-thin affair

I promised her a tower
I never followed through
Stumbling downhill along Powell
Searching for a good excuse

I promised her a tower
In the city, in the rain
The first of many failures
She never brought it up again

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from The Fade, released November 17, 2023
Written by Carl Polgar.
Performed by Carl Polgar and Neely Vaughn
Recorded in Memphis, Tennessee and Sacramento, California.

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