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I wish I drank tequila
I wish I stayed up late
But lately when the sandman comes
You know I just can’t wait
No lately I can’t wait
And we packed up all your boxes
It’s all been hauled away
I never stare at walls so bare
Cause something always stays
Yeah something of you stays
And I wanna shout from my guitar
Come out come out wherever you are
The joke is over open your eyes
A heart like yours it never dies
And I found your keys behind your chair
I still can see you sitting there
This isn’t funny don’t fool around
You let me go… you let me down
And I guess I’m still pretty angry
And I don’t want to be
I don’t know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you or wishing instead it was me
I wish I walked on water
Pulling rabbits from my sleeve
Guessing cards and saving everyone
I wish I still believed
That I could also channel voices
That I’ve endured the burning blade
That I could make some of your choices
I wish I weren’t afraid
Of those choices that you made
Like I could give you what you need
So ally ally oxen free
The game is up and I give in
So show yourself so that you can win
Come claim your prize and I don’t care
I still can see you standing there
How could you leave, how could you lie
You cut me off in mid reply
And I guess I’m still pretty angry
And I don’t want to be
I don’t know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you or wishing instead it was me
The will to win the urge to race
I still can see it on your face
Thought I’d keep up but only crashed
I wasn’t built to move that fast
Thought I could match you stride for stride
But I was on the other side
And holding onto the safety rail
With knuckles white complexion pale
A cloud of dust and you were gone
Thought I would catch you later on
I limped behind your race was won
But were you racing or on the run?
How you enjoyed, you loved to drive
And I’m destroyed… cause I’m alive
And I guess I’m still pretty angry
And I don’t want to be
I don’t know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you or wishing instead it was me
And I guess I’m still pretty angry
And I don’t want to be
I don’t know which was the bigger waste of time
Missing you
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beth...
hey guys just listening to yall today, nothing new,,,your in my most played…so much emotion…..when i hear this song i think about my mom&dad…..i miss them so deeply, so profoundly…..i find great comfort in your song. BUT i also think about the time i met mr. bobby sheehan @ liberty lunch, the first time yall played in Austin, tx. he hung with my two friends & i, im a singer/songwriter & i was set on meeting mr. john popper….i wanted to give credit where credit was due….i grasp the gaunlet (i got to sit w/u &talk &listen…we began our trading for harps…you gave me b sharp to start, thank u )…so, sweet bobby ask for a cigarette, brendan &andy, my friends said they’d smoked all theirs, he said hed be right back, we figured him for gone…not 7mins passed here he came w/a chair for me & cigs for him & my buds & 3 drinks for us all to share, apologizing because thats all he could carry…we all laughed &talked as we waited for them to finish loading up, he said he would then take me to popper himself…”he has to hear the things you have said &felt about his music” his deep love &complete agreement w/me of his dear friends talents was extremely evident in the loving way he spoke of him, he was happy to see someone out there had felt the passion of the music&lyrics…had seen the evolution..(millions more have felt it) it was so wonderful to meet him and speak w/him. he was a kind gentle soul he loved people & life….he was so humble & real…happy to be on his journey….a journey that ended too soon, i cant hear or sing this song without crying, actually more truthfully sobbing. my mother once told me a person dies 3times in their life…the 1st when they draw their last breath, the 2nd when they are laid to rest, &the 3rd &final time, when people cease to speak their name….bobby you and your kind gentle heart will never be forgotten….i shall never cease to speak your name & remember your amazing spirit!! fly on free….the mountains win again my friend!!!!
beth blugirl77@gmail.com
i left a message for booby sheehan a beautiful soul…its being downsized…i write & talk too much…..but the most important part was to say…..i miss you and i will never forget you…..love to you bobby…fly free baby….much love beth
Hugh Jazz
what a song!….John’s lyrics and Ben’s piano are just beautiful. I never met Bob, but he loved his playing from the moment I heard the first album….I saw him play, but I wish I had met him. It seems like he was a special person. Since Bob’s death I have met all the guys in BT; they have been very welcoming and appreciative. It seems like John and Bobby had a rivalry going; almost like how brothers love each other, yet have this underlying competition ……I don’t know, I am just guessing. I wish them all the best. Keep the tunes flowing.
Keith
I just discovered this song and it is amazing. I had a friend who I lost and this reminds me of him. He was my guitar teacher, so I gave me a really special gift, a love of music. I guess I’m still pretty angry at times. Thank you for the song guys.