One Icecube from Hangin' In by Christopher Brown

ONE ICECUBE
Hey Meg, Itʼs James John Fee
Iʼm writing from a hole outside the DMZ
in Vietnam. Do You remember me?
Sat behind you in Chemistry
Seems like a long time ago
but tonight I miss my life and I miss my home

Hey Meg donʼt know what to say
I watched Danny Jackson die today
he was my friend, a quarterback in high school
an MVP, just a guy like me
Sometimes I get so scared
ʻtil I find your face and it takes me away from here

Got no kids, Got no wife
Never had much love in my life
When I need a dream I always dream of you
When the devil turns up the heat
I have one ice cube

No Meg havenʼt lost my mind
Just grown too fast in to little time
and I havenʼt grown good, Iʼve grown wild like a weed
that strangles every truth I ever believed
I killed some men, it was them or me
they say that makes it OK, guess someday Iʼll see

Got no kids, Got no wife
Never had much love in my life
When I need a dream I always dream of you
When the devil turns up the heat
I have one ice cube

Thanks for your eyes, thanks for your hair
and for all those lonely nights that you appear
And please donʼt fret over feelings you lack
ʻcause if your reading this then I wonʼt be back
Theyʼll fi nd it in a pocket over my heart
this envelop addressed to you
In this hell you were my one ice cube

• Acoustic
• Americana
• Folk
• lyrical
• modern folk
• singer-songwriter
• Mamaroneck