John Fante's Blues

You may sneer at me my friend That i worshipped the flame So much that i became Its very fuel in the end But your inner light for which i yearned I thought it could only bronze not burn Like a dirty lesson to be learned I was soon to be fooled, to be spurned Oh and now what have i got to lose Now that love's just a lonesome bruise You left on my sickly skin Oh to sing the blues Oh would you give in now Oh would you let it out Oh would you let the light pour out for me Is it for your dignity that you cry Like a baby star fallen from the sky To me it seems you just stumbled on a lie And never dared to reply The years storm up like furious clouds And twist away in a shapeless crowd The whole sky is moving and your body shouts Your head is dry But your mind it is wet If love was born under the nights of june Well it's dead now but only like the moon No one really knows how soon The light, it'll be going out Oh would you give in now Oh would you let it out Oh would you let the light pour out for me