Sam Bisbee You Are Here
I am hereyou are here
we are here
they are here
everyone is everywhere
no one is nowhere
we're all somewhere
there is no out there
you are here
You are here.
Somewhere a man sits alone in his car
propped up on concrete blocks in the back of his yard
it doesn't drive but it's got a fresh battery
and the radio works, it's on one-oh-two-three (102.3)
the female DJ is introducing a track,
she's saying this one goes out to the long commute back
and then the song starts, she turns off the microphone
and she says to herself, is anybody listening?
and
I am here
you are here
we are here
they are here
everyone is everywhere
no one is nowhere
we're all somewhere
there is no out there
you are here
Across the street there's a little girl
face pressed against the window staring out at the
world
she sees an airplane way up in the air
she thinks that's so small, could get caught in my hair
just then the stewardess on the plane
says everybody feel free to lower your trays
and the captain starts to move about the cabin
Alright
I am here
you are here
we are here
they are here
everyone is everywhere
no one is nowhere
we're all somewhere
there is no out there
you are here
I like to count the people across the street
in their environment, just watching MTV
some tired excuse, oh it's sad to say we're all
staring at the same thing, ten feet away
Break it down
You are here
you are here
I am here
you are here
we are here
they are here
everyone is everywhere
no one is nowhere
we're all somewhere
there is no out there
you are here.
