Aug 12, 2007 16:06
I miss the all-night drives through the snow to DC, have a few drinks and then turning around and trying to drive all the way back. I could do that then, we were crazy kids, dreamers of everything and kings of it all. I miss Waffle House after a long night of drinking, discussing our literary idols over coffee and hashbrowns, there was nowhere we couldn't go.
I remember flights across the country, just because we could, and the band was going to be playing. I miss pint after pint and stumbling down the streets of places I'd never been at 3am. It was fun, having people mistake me for a member of the band and the resulting attempts to convince them that I wasn't. Ok, except for when one really fat girl tried to molest me in The Slacker's hotel room, that was just bizarre. Yes, the girls were a great part of it, being young and single had it's advantages. They still come around, but now I can't do anything and they're all very, very young. It's changed, alot. It used to be mostly adults, the cool people who were in the know. Do you recall how it used to be that when you ran into someone else who was wearing a Flogging Molly shirt, chances are you were about to make a new friend, or at least a drinking partner for the night.
I remember pints at "The Big Hunt" and strange fans who were really nice, but probably Mafia connected. Who cared really and honestly you never knew when you'd meet someone in an unexpected place and go have a few drinks before the show with Mexican food. It seemed as if I could fish all day, drink all night and get up the next day to do it all over again.
I miss the road and watching all those miles disappear behind me. Just a little beatup station wagon, full of fishing poles, off for the next great adventure. I wish I had copies of the snapshots in my head that I could use to illustrate what I'm recalling, I really do. Sometimes, if I'd had the money, I would have kept on going, kept on driving until the wheels fell off. I saw alot of the country in that time, from the road and from the air. Many of the people in the town where I came from never had seen that much in their lives.
It's come to end, at least for now. I've made some decisions in the past couple years that I wish I could undo, but there's no going back. The priorities have been changed, but I can't wait to hit the road. I did get the chance to fly a couple months back. It was up to Virginia to meet Lori and then we drove all the way back down to Orlando. It was an interesting trip since the entire drive was over road I've covered before in my journeys. It was like going back and catching just a glimpse.
Seattle, Portland, Washington DC, Los Angeles, Norfolk, Atlanta, just a few of the places I've been. I miss the road, alot.
Drink away the rest of the day,
Wonder what my liver would say,
Drink, It's all you can.
Blackened days With their bigger gales,
Blow in your parlor to discust the day,
Listen it's all you can.
Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you need, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built...
Secret tired of luck to save,
Jump the river from the ball and chain,
Breath... it's all you can.
Rambling years of lousy luck,
ya miss the smell of burnin turf,
Dream it's all you can.
Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... you built to keep afloat.
Singled out for who you are,
Takes all types to judge a man,
Feel its all you can.
Fill your sense with bigot ears,
Hide behind their their own worst fears,
Live it's all you can.
It's all you can
It's all you can... do.
No matter where i put my head,
I wake up feelin sound again,
Breath its all you can.
Tommorow smells of a lester cade,
Reach the bowls but gloomin frame,
Be thankfull it's all we can.
Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you Built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... you built to keep afloat.
Ah but don't, don't sink the boat,
That you Built, you built to keep afloat,
Ah no don't, don't sink the boat,
That you built... we all built to keep afloat.
It's a ripe old age,
It's a ripe old age,
It's a ripe old age,
Thats what I am.
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Ahhh...
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Thats what I am.
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
A ripe old age,
Thats what I am.