craftsman houses

I got a call from a friend
Traded wonder how you've beens
Asking how the hell I'm still alive
I take my focus off the sky
To the junk removal signs
'Cos David said it'd be a nice drive
Craftsman houses
To government housing
To million dollar homes
I was expecting some release
When I finally headed East
But I'm seeking my peace on Del Rio

I take my hands off the wheel
Going neutral down the hill
Trying to hold back from crying
It's a miracle I guess
I don't even hit the gas
But somehow it feels like flying
I give myself the chance to sing
The apex of the song
I feel the sunbeam
Pull the car to the side road
But then it's gone
And I cough up a lung

Singing
Ooooooooooooh
Can you tell me
Where does the time go?
Ooooooooooooh
Tell me how to cope
How to be alone
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know

I'm living in the space between
Home and a dream
With the mantras along the street
I see "Closed for Business"
And "Trust in Jesus"
And I wonder why he'd trust in me
The burning lights start to fade in the rearview
And in front of me is clouded grey
I see my alma mater
And I call my father
Begging for a change of pace

Singing
Ooooooooooooh
Can you tell me
Where does the time go?
Ooooooooooooh
Tell me how to cope
How to be alone
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I guess I'll never really know
I guess it's time to go home
Yeah, I guess it's time to go home



Credits
Writer(s): Val Hoyt
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