(Dedicated to gas stations, Waltzing Matilda...to fragile bracelets and the Observatory)
you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
you may find yourself in another part of the world
you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
you may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife
you may ask yourself, well, how did i get here?
you may find yourself in another part of the world
you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
you may find yourself in a beautiful house with a beautiful wife
you may ask yourself, well, how did i get here?
you may ask yourself, how do i work this?
you may ask yourself, where is that large automobile?
you may tell yourself, this is not my beautiful house!
you may tell yourself, this is not my beautiful wife!
you may ask yourself, what is that beautiful house?
you may ask yourself, where does that highway lead to?
you may ask yourself, am i right? am i wrong?
you may say to yourself, my god, what have i done?
you may ask yourself, where does that highway lead to?
you may ask yourself, am i right? am i wrong?
you may say to yourself, my god, what have i done?
time isn't holding us, time isn't after us
time isn't holding us, time doesn't hold you back
time isn't holding us, time isn't after us
time isn't holding us....
time isn't holding us, time doesn't hold you back
time isn't holding us, time isn't after us
time isn't holding us....
(.same as it ever was..)
oh, oh and Happy Birthday SND!!!!
