Friday, May 20, 2011

On Every Street

It would be cool if this song were about Jesus, about the search for the face of Christ “on every street.” Of course it isn’t, but that doesn’t make it any worse a song. I’m planning on making it my own private theme song at the Fraternity Exercises of Communion and Liberation in New Jersey this weekend. “And it’s Your Face I’m looking for on every street. . . . ”



The band, of course, is Dire Straits, the front man Mark Knopfler. And the lyrics are . . .

There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks of liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

No comments:

Post a Comment

If you have trouble posting comments, please log in as Anonymous and sign your comment manually.