Lyrics
I’m reaching in my pockets
Retreiving laundry lint
I can’t remember when or where if ever I made sense
On the train of information
we go rolling down the tracks
take your seat enjoy your ride
your’e never going back
Laptop Larry’s January
promise of a gain
from his dome he works alone
the whole world on his plate
CHORUS
Soon it will be over
We will put it all away
No more talking to the moon
We’ll be gone with yesterday
CHORUS
REPEAT CHORUS
Anthony Crawford: vocals, piano, Wurlitzer, acoustic guitar, fiddle, bass, drum, percussion
Colin Linden: electric guitar
Savana Lee: vocals
(Anthony Crawford - BMI/Dirt Roads End Publishing)