Sittin' in your tower
Writin' down your visions
And now you don’t have to deal
With all that constructive derision
And I’m standin' here
Tryin' to make a sale
And since you been gone
This place feels just a little bit more like a jail
But when the days are draggin'
And everything goes so slow
I remember
I’ll see ya at the next show
I’ll see ya at the next show
I saw you last night
We talked about how things were goin'
Talked about time
How the years fly by so fast
Like a river
Pickin' up speed all the while it’s flowin'
And how if you need anything from me anytime at all
All you gotta do is ask
All you gotta do is ask
Sometimes I think about you
Sittin in that tower
And I remember the times
We used to talk for hours
And now you write down your visions
And I try to make a sale
And I wish you’d come ridin' back
And bust me outta this jail
And I know it was all for the best
I still wish you never had to go
But I know
I’ll see ya the next show
Copyright 2013 by Neal Kosaly-Meyer
credits
from Rocks and Glass,
released January 8, 2015
Music and Lyrics by Neal Kosaly-Meyer
Arranged by Your Mother Should Know
Neal Kosaly-Meyer: Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Bass, Vocal
Karen Eisenbrey: Drums
Recorded and Mixed by Jake Thompson at Pouch's practice space and the Tintinabulary
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