From the recording Out and In
Lyrics
Where’re you headed?
Where’s your head at?
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
What makes you think you can’t spare some time for a change?
Your blue tattered shoes whisper melodies as they’re shuffling
Through the bustling corridors of this piece of moving corrugated steel
Slowly lacking appeal
There’s a rip in the knee of your high-waisted jeans
But your hands are too cold to tie up the seams
Oh you’re high and you’re wasted and you’re permanently pasted
With regretful images from your teenage years
Oh I’m a southbound transforming northbound
And I admit I make unnerving sounds
Oh I’m an eastbound slowly headed westbound
And I regret I don’t want to turn around
And I see people, people going places
Making plans, holding hands as they’re on their way home
But you’re homeless or going home to disjointed lullabies causing your demise
Maybe you’re wiser than I’ll ever be
You’re not putting stock into everyday machinery
Where’re you headed?
Where’s your head at?
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
What makes you think you can spare some time from time to time?
What is time, and who needs time all the time?
And I try to repress all the doubts that I had about