I've long admired this song while never quite putting my finger on why. Why, above all of the slow burning lover-man Soul, Cigarettes And Coffee sucker-punches me.
But tonight I think I've cracked it.
It's at 3 minutes and 12 seconds. It's the swallowed please... darling, help me...
Beyond lust, just out of reach, these four words suddenly evaporate thoughts muddled by drink or time. It's the daunting realisation of contentedness. Borders marked, adventures halted... yet happy. Happy to be trapped.
mp3---> Otis Redding - Cigarettes And Coffee (Direct Link)
