The Lonesome from Analog Sessions by Daisy O'Connor

Cruising across Texas
Maron on my phone
Car cut cross the highway
Hit me head on
I couldn't move
Rain pouring through my window

I’ve never felt so alone holding my phone
Staring at the ceiling while the ambulance rolls on
Who's gonna come for me broken like this
I’m the lonesome
I’m the lonesome

I posted her picture
People sent their love
He called me crying
We’ve all had enough
I told him I’m sorry to be adding to the bad news
Of election week

I’ve never felt so alone
Hospital gown
Staring at the ceiling wondering who can I call on
Who’s gonna come for me broken like this
I’m the lonesome
I’m the lonesome

The dawn came to greet me
Helped me clean out my car
The hawk held us safe through the hill country storm
Now I’m staring at my ceiling
Second chance starts now
And all I know is that its raining and there’s roses
Oh, beautiful day
I'll put the lonesome away

• Folk
• americana
• folk rock
• pop
• queer
• singer-songwriter
• Austin