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Postscript: Last Song for You

from Spanish Armada (Songs of Love and Related Neuroses) by Mark Lint

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Written and recorded probably in late 1993 or early 1994 shortly after the album was completed, freshly mixed and mastered for this release in September 2022.

I'm not sure this should really be here, hanging around after the "Finale," but there's no other place for it, so here ya go. This well expresses what I was going through in making sense of the fact that this relationship which The Summer Suite documents was just not going to happen. So it's not pretty, but it at least doesn't devalue or make a joke out of it (which some of my other songs written at this point did), e.g. "No Mind," "Cool Down," and "The Greatest F'in Song in the World, which were eventually recorded by my band The Fake Johnson Trio.

This one was too jazzy or plaintive to ever make it in front of an audience, though I long fantasized about giving it a real stings-and-schmaltz tin pan alley ballad arrangement.

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Did you mean what you said
When you said that you liked what I gave you
Much more than you ever liked me?

Did you want what you seemed to want
When you wanted to hold me and never say goodbye
Did you feel what you felt
When you felt something in you
Was answered by what was in me?

These things you implied
Or was it just me?
I felt so close to you
But I guess I could see
How you might have been blocking things
Like you're blocking me

And I almost bought it
When you tried to be casual
I did it too for a few days at least

But now I recall what you were or I'm starting
Move you within you I'll meet you when you do too

I hear you
The way you were then
Have you moved on?
Am I still your friend?
By cleansing, by crying I send you myself

I pray that you'll meet me
Or see me or greet me
Or want me so much that you'll rupture yourself
I'll be there to heal you

Did you mean what you said
When you said I was no one
That you could ever take seriously?
I guess that you didn't
Or more that you wouldn't
And what do or how I feel has no hold

I abused it, I guess
Overused it, I guess
Your resistance is strong
And grows stronger with each passing breath

What can I do
To get your attention
To be re-forgiven
To draw you unto me
To pull you within me
To just spend the day with you
Let me come play with you
To help me calm down
To put my arms 'round
To make you remember
To help you discover
Whatever it was that made you let me in?

I pray you'll come me
Or see me or greet me
Or want me so much that you'll think for yourself

I'll be there to feel you

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from Spanish Armada (Songs of Love and Related Neuroses), released December 20, 1993

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Mark Lint Madison, Wisconsin

Catchy, homespun tunes ranging in style from power pop to folk ballads to alt country, laced with a sense of the absurd.

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