After Mardi Gras
Lucia Micarelli, Steve Earle
See that shadow on the wall
Doesn't look like me at all
Head hung down
Intentions melting on the ground
Saddest shape I ever saw
There’s so much I need to do
Before I get over you
I can’t bother with it all
Until after Mardi Gras
All that music in the air
Happy people everywhere
Make it hard to sing the blues
Until Mardi Gras is through
Put my loneliness away
Save it for a rainy day
Delay the pain
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
The time’ll come, but that’s okay
Right now I ain't got the time
To sit at home and cry
When outside, it's a carnival
Maybe after Mardi Gras
I can learn to take it well
Psychoanalyze myself
But for now, I'm having fun
Until Mardi Gras is done