St. Christopher Is Coming Home Lyrics
Monday morning comes a-crawling in
From another weekend choked with cigarettes and sin
And I've been busy so much lately
That every time I get some time to spend
I end up drunk or sleeping in
And I miss you, you're busy too
We call each other up when we're messed up
And say we'll meet in the New Year
But it's perfectly clear we'll do no such thing
Come the spring
When the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah, whatever else may be, I will not forget my friends
Friday evening barely even begins
Before my phone begins to ring with people asking where I am
And I can't suppress a smile, we talk a while
But chances are that I am far away and so I'm phased out of the plan
And that's how I miss out on another night
The kind of night where nothing really happens
Yeah, but everything goes down
And at the end I'm just a promise to pick up the phone
When I'm in town
From another weekend choked with cigarettes and sin
And I've been busy so much lately
That every time I get some time to spend
I end up drunk or sleeping in
And I miss you, you're busy too
We call each other up when we're messed up
And say we'll meet in the New Year
But it's perfectly clear we'll do no such thing
Come the spring
When the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah, whatever else may be, I will not forget my friends
Friday evening barely even begins
Before my phone begins to ring with people asking where I am
And I can't suppress a smile, we talk a while
But chances are that I am far away and so I'm phased out of the plan
And that's how I miss out on another night
The kind of night where nothing really happens
Yeah, but everything goes down
And at the end I'm just a promise to pick up the phone
When I'm in town
When the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah whatever else may be, may my friends remember me
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah whatever else may be, may my friends remember me
About
Genius Annotation
Saint Christopher is the saint patron of travelers and bachelors, which suits Frank very well, as in this song he tells on the evening with his friends missed because of his constant working/touring. The song, a fan favorite despite its relatively low profile, is about drifting apart from your friends after extended time apart.
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Credits
Produced By
Written By
Backing Vocals
Lead Vocals
Guitar
Percussion
Double Bass
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Recorded At
The Rathaus
Release Date
March 31, 2008
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