Irene
Album: When It Rains, It Pours
By: Shane Cooley
By: Shane Cooley
Duration
4:36
Genres
Lyrics
We were poets in our own right But we didn't have a chance Who am I to call ourselves Victims of happenstance When I was younger I'd smoke candy cigarettes And blow imaginary smoke rings Across my silhouette In 1999 She was just a little thing A decade since her year of birth Some more 'til her wedding ring I'm quite concerned about Irene I am I am I am I'm quite concerned about Irene I am I am I am I met her one stormy day When she was still all there She had eyes that could look straight through you son And blossoms in her hair And when those wedding bells ring I'll never be the same But she's someone else's burden now And I'm the one to blame I'm quite concerned about Irene I am I am I am I'm quite concerned about Irene I am I am I am I did not mean to be so mean I am I am I am But I'm always thinking about Irene I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I am