Something In The Past - One Way, Al Hudson

Run away to the seashore

It doesn’t matter anymore

It doesn’t matter anymore

Words dry up and fly away

With the passing of the days

Eventually you just let the stone fall

I dreamed that I saw you

You were down at the corner store

You were looking through magazines

And you flew out the door

I was trying to wave to you

But you wouldn’t wave back

Now you know I understand

You’re with me only in the past

My palms are not open

They’re closed, they’re closed

Colors streak the sky

We laugh and we cry

And we dance in the cool grass

With the fireflies

We dance in the cool grass

Sunset birds

Sweet, sweet music

Swallow our words

You set sail and you left this town

Run away, run away

You’re so far from me now

So far from me now

Run away to the seashore

It doesn’t matter anymore

It doesn’t matter anymore

I dreamed that I saw you

You were down at the corner store