tim buckley “Love from room 109 at the islander,(on pacific coast highway”
from: Happy/ sad, 1968
“I was lost without a song without a melody
You came into my hotel life
You made my room a home
Ah now, mama, don’t you know what you done?
You made the sunshine in the city
You warmed my heart
You changed an old man filled with pity
Back to a child again
Ah now, mama, can’t you see what you done?
So tell me darlin’, if the feeling’s wrong
Don’t waste another day
Lord, the saddest thing I’ve ever known
Was to watch it die away
Ah now, mama, don’t you lie, don’t you lie
Oh, how can my giving find the
Rhythm and the time of you
Unless you sing your songs to me?
The smell of your sweet skin
Does entangle my dream
Oh, may I stand here a
While living your smile?
Oh, how could you ever know what you’ve done?
You warmed my heart when I was so all alone
But all I have to give are my dreams
Of coming and going forever
Inside the rivers of time
You’ll find me waiting
For you to find peace in your mind
So we can love again
I feel what you feel
If you feel what you feel
And I see what you see
If you see what you see
So it goes on and on, on it goes, on and on
It’s my heart and your heart
It’s our hearts together
You sing and I’ll bring
We’ll both love together
And all I know is let it grow
All you’ll find is peace of mind”
If Tim Buckley is new to you by now he is not. The song speaks eloquently for itself so I needn’t diminish it with ineptitude. Everything in its atmosphere is anointed by his gigantically quiet voice, vibes, lyrics, Larry Becket”s guitar fills, and of waves lapping at the lonely sands. This ain’t John Belushi time.
