Infinite Josh

It had to be twenty-five or so
Years ago in my uncle's yard
On the back of a motorcycle
My mom took a photo she still has
I was wearing shorts, some T-shirt then
I could only guess why I'm seeing stars
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"

Our dreams get drowned in a river of present needs
The years float by like fallen leaves
Our dreams get drowned in a rivеr of present needs
Hung like еchoes in these frozen trees

I had my feet up, I was sitting still
I couldn't feel the air around
I'm leaving once more, I try to sleep
Try to meditate that my mind gets stuck
In the good memories
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"

Our dreams get drowned in a river of present needs
The years float by like fallen leaves
Our dreams get drowned in a river of present needs
Hung like echoes in these frozen trees

The un-mopped tile of the pharmacy
The cost of pills, an un-mowed field
Behind the big box, rough asphalt
Its parking lot on bare feet
By the dumpsters, speaking only Spanish

But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"
But everyone says
"You can't go home again"
"You can't go home again"

Our dreams get drowned in a river of present needs
The years float by like fallen leaves
Our dreams get drowned in a river of present needs
Hung like echoes in these frozen trees
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
The years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
The years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
But everyone says
The years fly by, the years fly by
The years fly by

At least it's life, at least for a while
At least it's life, at least for a while
At least it's life, at least for a while
It's a delicate dance

Day two, September, Poconos
I swear the murals move at night at the gates of Hell
At least it's life, at least for a while
It's a delicate dance
At least for a while, at least it's life
The objects we're locked in, immobile and violent
Just fewer like that, fewer afraid, fewer afraid