Still Life
January 2, 2007Scott Downes No Comments »A perfect night to go driving
It’s my turn at the wheel
I don’t know where we’re headed
Do you know how you feel
Na na na na na na na
The gas is on me
A perfect night to go driving
It’s my turn at the wheel
I don’t know where we’re headed
Do you know how you feel
Na na na na na na na
The gas is on me
Never should have wasted your time
Never should have told you what’s wrong
Never should have stepped on that crack in the sidewalk
Never should have sung that song
Maybe I should have known what to say
I read between the closest lines
I spread my revelations out
I count and measure all the signs
To calculate what you’re about
So point me at the future, I’m anxious for it to begin
But…
Another show, another ice and gin
In my legendary monkey suit for the crowd again
Will there be kids? They’re always mean and crude
And my pocket’s always dirty from the rabbit food
Is this your…
In dreams like old film clips
Kissed chocolate off your lips
An afternoon with rain
Seen through your window pane
The world was younger then
It glittered for your friends
Guess you should know by…