Somewhere in Between

By the time you read this you’ll be 17
Smoking stolen cigarettes, writing bad poetry
Crushed out on a classmate who’s kind of a stoner
But you think she’s real cool and you wish you could know her

By the time you read this you’ll be 22
Have your heart broken, a couple shitty tattoos
High School will feel like a bad memory
Now you’re washing the dishes at a place down on Holly

Backup Vocals: Somewhere in Between

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers
Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there
With a record collection, a single ray of light
You sleep through it every day, live only for the night
Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers
Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there
With a record collection, a single ray of light
You sleep through it every day, live only for the night

By the time you read this you’ll be 30-something
You’ll be out of the restaurants but you’ll still be hustling
Free time will feel like a dream you have
About a time and a place you will never get back

By the time you read this you’ll be nearly 40
Have a real good laugh about a dog eared copy
Of Lesbian Poetry, the Anthology, from 1981
Sent like a time machine

Backup Vocals: Somewhere in Between

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers
Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there
With a record collection, a single ray of light
You sleep through it every day, live only for the night
Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers
Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there
With a record collection, a single ray of light
You sleep through it every day, live only for the night