Dayna Kurtz - Paterson

Song: Paterson
Artist: Dayna Kurtz
Album: Postcards from Downtown
Genre: Folk-Rock
Year: 1998

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A more-than 6 minutes song, is a long one. But sometimes you need that time to express something. Dayna Kurtz was an unknown artist for me until past week. But I've fallen in love with this woman and their songs. It's so dad, intense, but powerfull, that I can't keep listening to it again and again.

I'm not the only one whi thinks this woman is amazing. Allen Ginsberg said from this song: "Paterson is a big sad poppa in need of a little compassion".

The road still runs by the river. The river still pours into town. By the time you see where you’re headed you’re half the way down.

I was bragging on my independence, saying love leaves you stumbling and dumb . Then i go and dissolve just like cotton candy on the tip of some boy’s tongue.

In the crackhouse cellars.In the weary faces. In the burnt out factories.

This town knows there’s nowhere left to go but all the way down. We all know there’s nowhere left to go but all the way down.

Every sad old poppa was a proud young man full of victories that he almost won. All the mistakes that he made pave the streets of paterson.

We made our concessions to the business. We paid our dues to the wrong guys and we got deeply screwed. But we don’t let anyone tell us what to do anymore.

We need our great falls in the trash and foam floats every wish we’ve ever made.

This town knows there’s nowhere left to go but all the way down. We all know there’s nowhere left to go but all the way down.

Oh, mio couré, sto morento ma tu non mi vedi.