Those books they sit there on that bookshelf
I put them up there all by myself
Do they know what they’re telling me to do?
I don’t think so
I don’t think that I’m all locked in
But I’ll still show up on time again
Tomorrow is here, the future is gone
And I’m out there
I’m out there finding the more I see
It doesn’t matter what you are gonna be
You’re already there, we have been here
Now lets stop and stare
Lets stop and stare down the vast expanse
And can you help me pare down on all these extra pairs of pants
I’ll trade all of them but one for some free time
The days they run
The days they run in to one another
How many times per year do I see my brother?
Its never enough still I’m not moving back
The time flies by now its time to hit the sack
I plan my time as my sight turns black
But as always it slips right through the cracks
credits
from For the Birds,
released October 10, 2010
Written by DBB
guests:
Jules Cornaggia sings
Ryan LaPlant plays lead guitar
Bevan Herbekian sings backups