41

Joe’s toyota crashed into the mountainside

Smudging stars across the pavement Sunday night

As long as you’re

at the right place

at the right time

in the right frame

of the right mind

I know it’s a restless life of “the right place at the right time”

Sink into the silver sun

I can’t ask you

I can’t ask you

Bite into your blackened love

Understand me

understand you

Sinking with your silver tongue

I can’t ask to

I can’t ask to

Loaded like the 41

firing off soon

firing off soon

Sitting criss cross in the cop car smiling wide

Look where loving took you my girl

overnight

As long as you’re

at the right place

at the right time

in the right frame

of the right mind

My god it’s a restless life

of “the right place at the right time”