You or Your Memory

I checked into a bargain-priced room in La Cienega Gazed out through the curtains at the parking lot Walked down to the corner store just before nightfall in my barefeet Black tarry Asphalt soft and hot And when I came back I spread out my supplies On the counter by the sink looked myself right in the eyes St. Joseph's baby Aspirin Bartles and Jaymes And you or your memory I ducked behind the drapes when I saw the Moon begin to rise Gathered in my loose ends, switched on the lights And down there in the dark I could see the real truth about me As clear as day, Lord if I make it through tonight Then I will mend my ways And walk the straight path to the end of my days St. Joseph's baby Aspirin Bartles and Jaymes And you or your memory