Hot Tuna Corners Without Exits
(Jorma Kaukonen) Well, you hope the road you follow, will lead you to the sea; And you hope the time allows you, to start to livin' free; But when the world is busy, and the way is hard to see; When tomorrow comes, Will you remember? When the time you've got to wander, it's slippin' by your side; And the way you're tryin' to move, into the future makes you slide, into corners without exits, till you try to find a ride; When tomorrow comes, Will you remember? Now don't you know the world don't care, just what we're livin' through; Its spinnin' just keeps takin' you for rides; Don't you know you've gotta keep on fightin' through; The last frontier is flying deep inside! Well, the last ship in the harbor, is sailin' on the tide; And your papers are in order, So you'd better get inside; The broad horizon's ready, and your world is open wide; When forever comes, you'll still remember. Copyright 1973 A Fishobaby Production
