Lyrics

One of these days I’ll wake up
And one of those waves will catch the light just right
The storm will break up, and the heavens will ignite

One of those things they told us
Would never come true just went ahead and did
And the light that holds us turned us back to wide-eyed kids

Like a dead poet come back, like the ghost of Kerouac
Like the ocean you’ve been staring at
Is just a photograph she gave ya
And the shores that you swore you were standing on
Were just a story that you’ve been telling wrong
And you’ve been dwelling on the last line
Like it’s somehow gonna save ya

One of these days I’ll wake up
And all of these words will fall right in to place
Just for the sake of giving time a little space

One of these days I’ll make up
For all of the breath I’ve wasted on the rain
And the space I take up won’t be taken in vain

Like a dead poet come back, like the ghost of Kerouac
Like the ocean you’ve been staring at
Is just a photograph she gave ya
And the shores that you swore you were standing on
Were just a story that you’ve been telling wrong
And you’ve been dwelling on the last line
Like it’s somehow gonna save ya

© 2018 Joel Van Horne