Shadow Of Lately

Out the car window

Through Saint John's Park

Driving slowly for a feeling

I can't quite remember

Which direction to turn?

All the streetlights are shadowed

From the trees on the curb

Bo took a job down in New Mexico

Painting pictures, sleeping better

And now I just wonder

Where I ought to go

All this cloud cover

Makes the time move so slow

Summer days, they blow away

The old and fade

Why such things go away

I couldn't say

Old memories linger

Coming down through the dark

I'm wrestling phone calls

Hiding from new friends

Each street holds a story

One I'd like to forget

And if I stay angry

I won't feel regret

Summer days, they blow away

The old and fade

Why such things go away

I couldn't say

Friends sometimes ask me

What I'm doing here

All the bars are the same

And you're often in them

I'd rather keep moving

Than pull back in the door

A shadow of lately

Doomed to repeat once more

Summer days, they blow away

The old and fade

Why such things go away

I couldn't say