Long Tomorrows Songtext
von Hardpan

Well on a high hill looking over
Catch my breath before heading down
The bus got me back at the corner
It′s just a little big kind of old town
I remember this place on Friday
Sunday it's all about church
Not exactly sure why she called me again
But boy I got a powerful thirst

I have a some memory of what we did once
And even why I went away
Carice by love here that one time
And not enough to keep me out of this place
And I got a long range


Well there′s a niggly little tickle of a warning
Reception barely coming in
Pressure drop usually means stormy
Here I'm so dry I can't hardly even spit
Well chasing salvation won′t be easy
Especially at the discard or trade-in
But pieces come together in any kind of weather
Just hope I′m holding it at that today
And I come a long way

I like to have a little fun, don't you?
Especially what she likes me to
I never could forget the thumping in my chest
And I wonder if that is true
I like to have a little fun, don′t you?
Looking at a long tomorrow

Well pretty enough to get into trouble
Dumb enough to come back for more
Well denting pleasures here long enough now
You think I know what the damn shit's for
On the phone call, she made a phone call


Well there′s always something floating when she's around
Mostly I′m in, all the rest is out
But memory's what's what isn′t what was
To her the wide and needy was a bust
But it adds up fast, the things you don′t know
When I go down I'll be carrying that load
But standing up here won′t change anything
She made a phone call, man I need to see what it brings
Like a whole bunch of long tomorrows

I like to have a little fun, don't you?
Especially what we used to do
I never could forget the thumping in my chest
And I wonder if that is true
I like to have a little fun, don′t you?
Looking at a long tomorrow
I like to have a little fun, don't you?
Looking at a long tomorrow