LIFE OF RILEY MUSIC
CATALOG SELECTIONS

Meeting In
Manhattan

Thomas Riley Smith c.2022

The pain you give is perfect,
perfect to the way you gave goodbye.
And all your tears are
reasonable to the mind that I
no longer need to change.
You’ve contrived your reality,
and you’re always
true to your imagination.
Now there’s nothing left
for us to talk about.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan,
and I refuse to keep the girl waiting.
I’d surrendered that I’d forgotten
the way we used to be,
but she wouldn’t take no for an answer,
when I told her that it wasn’t me.

She remembered the fire,
and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned,
but it seems that I smiled,
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses,
I like girls who like guitars.
She remembered the fire
she recognized me by my heart.

And then she climbed to the top step
in her high heels effortless,
she sat down and sang me breathless.
She recognized me by my heart.

I wish you no ill, and
I could almost wish you joy.
Still, I wish you’d stop calling
from places we both know
I’ve never been.
Your tears are so strange,
and they’ve lost all their salt.
I can’t wait another word, stop.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan,
and I’d slay decades of dragons
just to reach her,
and I’d forgotten how easy it was
just to pack up two guitars and go.
And I’d forgotten how good I
looked in my Max’s Kansas City clothes.

And, I … found my memory, Johnny said
you can’t put your arms around one.
But when you do and it
hugs you tight, and it
isn’t just a dream, then it’s
oh so, sweet …sweet, sweet,
and I found my Valentine, on a
hot summer’s night on east 17th Street,
I could swear I heard Willy DeVille
singing “Spanish Stroll” somewhere
in the backstreets.
And we danced up the dawn
on an asphalt floor, and then,
I asked her about the fire,
and she said she remembered the fire.
Me, I’m remembering more and more.

She remembered the fire,
and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned,
but it seems that I smiled
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses,
I like girls who like guitars.

She remembered the fire,
she recognized me by my heart.

She remembered the fire,
she recognized me by my heart.

The pain you give is perfect,
perfect to the way
you gave goodbye.
And all your tears are
reasonable to the mind that I
no longer need to change.
You’ve contrived your reality,
and you’re always true
to your imagination.
Now there’s nothing
left for us to talk about.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan,
and I refuse to
keep the girl waiting.
I’d surrendered
that I’d forgotten
the way we used to be,
but she wouldn’t
take no for an answer,
when I told her that
it wasn’t me.

She remembered the fire,
and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned,
but it seems that I smiled,
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses,
I like girls who like guitars.
She remembered the fire
she recognized me by my heart.

And then she climbed
to the top step
in her high heels effortless,
she sat down and
sang me breathless.
She recognized me by my heart.

I wish you no ill, and
I could almost wish you joy.
Still, I wish you’d stop calling
from places we both know
I’ve never been.
Your tears are so strange,
and they’ve lost all their salt.
I can’t wait another word, stop.
I’ve got a meeting in Manhattan,
and I’d slay decades of dragons
just to reach her,
and I’d forgotten how
easy it was just to pack up
two guitars and go.
And I’d forgotten how
good I looked in my
Max’s Kansas City clothes.

And, I, found my memory,
Johnny said you can’t
put your arms around one.
But when you do and it
hugs you tight, and it
isn’t just a dream, then it’s
oh so, sweet …sweet, sweet,
and I found my Valentine, on a
hot summer’s night on
East 17th Street,
I could swear I heard
Willy DeVille
singing “Spanish Stroll”
somewhere in the backstreets.
And we danced up the dawn
on an asphalt floor, and then,
I asked her about the fire,
and she said she
remembered the fire.
Me, I’m remembering
more and more.

She remembered the fire,
and the leather was the same.
I tried to seem unconcerned,
but it seems that I smiled
when she called me by my name.
Some like girls in fancy dresses,
I like girls who like guitars.

She remembered the fire,
she recognized me by my heart.

She remembered the fire,
she recognized me by my heart.