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Laying in my bed, ceiling gazing |
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Wide awake with jet-lag from Australia |
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Got a stack of mail, and a wedding invitation |
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From a new, young relative I never even knew |
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Got me thinking about my grandpa for some reason |
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Met him half a dozen times in a nursing home |
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The last time I saw him, he was in a box |
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And they were lowering him into the ground |
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St. Mary's Church stood so high |
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It was the first and the last time I saw my dad cry |
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The ground had a thin coat of snow, |
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And we wondered off in the cold. |
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It's 3: 47 AM June 13th |
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It's my sister's birthday today, I think |
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Gonna give her a call, and see how she's doing |
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She had a rough divorce, I hope she's improved |
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I wanna reach out, and give her my love |
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Put a smile on her face, like when we were young |
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Listening to records from the library |
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Hermit of Mink Hollow and Dreamboat Annie |
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She lives with her daughters, all alone |
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Across the street from a cornfield in Ohio |
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One's four, one's seven, and I love them so, |
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I wanna live a long time, and see them grow. |
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Outside my window tonight |
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Sausalito's twinkling lights |
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My love's beside me, deep asleep |
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Dog is laying between my feet |
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Outside my window tonight |
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A cargo ship's cruising by |
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And I'm so happy to be alive |
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To have these people in my life |
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Laying in my bed, ceiling gazing |
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Can't make my mind stop from racing |
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It's not good or bad, it's just how god made me |
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To lay awake at night, ceiling gazing. |
