Next Time Around (demo) Songtext
von Sandy Denny

Then came the question, it was about time
The answer came back, and it was long
The house, it was built by some man in a rhyme
And one day, there came a whore, his talented son

Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune
And always you told me of being alone
Except for the stories about God and you
And do you still live there in Buffalo?


They put up the wall with no more to say
Nobody asked why it was done
The stream was too far, and the rain was too high
So into the city the river did run

Because of the architect, the buildings fell down
Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown
I wish I was somewhere but not in this town
Maybe the ocean next time around

I seem to remember the face and the name
But if it′s not you, I won't care
I know I′ve changed, yet, but nothing could change you
To the older sailor who sings in his lair

And then I'll turn, and you won't be there
Dusty black windows to light the dark stairs
Candles all alone in the musty air


Doo, doo-doo, doo, da-da, da-da, da