August 1895 by The Restoration (US) Lyrics
Narrator: Constance Owen
Another mark in my book
For a midnight tryst
I mark each time we’re alone
With an asterisk
You came down from Chicago
With a hammer and a violin
Introduced yourself outside of the theater . .
Now I leave you in the trees again
I can’t stop wanting you
Little marks on Sundays
Hurried ones on muggy summer nights
The largest bold and trembling mark
On August 10, 1895
But I hear the town whisper when I touch you;
My own father says you’re a mixed-blood man
If bigots and ignorance drive us apart
I fear I’ll never feel this way again
How I can’t stop wanting you
I’m afraid that if they stop us now
They stop us forever
If they stop us now, that's it forever
If they stop us now
I’m afraid that's it forever
I can’t stop wanting you
Another mark in my book
For a midnight tryst
I mark each time we’re alone
With an asterisk
You came down from Chicago
With a hammer and a violin
Introduced yourself outside of the theater . .
Now I leave you in the trees again
I can’t stop wanting you
Little marks on Sundays
Hurried ones on muggy summer nights
The largest bold and trembling mark
On August 10, 1895
But I hear the town whisper when I touch you;
My own father says you’re a mixed-blood man
If bigots and ignorance drive us apart
I fear I’ll never feel this way again
How I can’t stop wanting you
I’m afraid that if they stop us now
They stop us forever
If they stop us now, that's it forever
If they stop us now
I’m afraid that's it forever
I can’t stop wanting you