Pacer Rediscovering The Telephone
Digit to digit, glad that I picked up the phone and
called you. Because it’s been so long and since we last
spoke I think I almost broke myself. So won’t you pick
my up my friend.
Let’s put our shoulders to the wheel Tom. Let’s get in
my car and drive to see the people that never came to
the City. Visit places where we watched them drink
their youth away, we’ll recollect, while we sit and
listen to Save the Day.
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track
and let’s continue to drive.
We’ll sing that we are space cadets, sometimes I think
that I’m loosing my mind. Forgetting all the good and
bad times. Remind me of faces, names and times and
dates and shows. Growing up sucks, I guess that’s the
way it has to go.
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track
and let’s continue to drive.
Every word in every song, they gave us hope to carry
on.
Some songs, make me sad that they are gone and some
times I wonder what they’re doing now. But mostly I’m
just glad that you’re still by my side. So skip a track
and let’s continue to drive.
