‘;
hours ‘n hours of study,
‘n we got finals in the mornin’.
One way or Another,
we’re gonna see that sun before we sleep,
‘n bleary eyed ‘n confused,
it ain’t no way,
it ain’t no way to hold.
breath-fog opaquein’ up your windsheild,
drivin’ down the road, head out the window,
friends in the back,
finals in the mornin’,
don’t matter, don’t, don’t matter,
that night-sky’s callin’,
that bluff is singin’ it’s late night song.
before, before the hope is gone,
light the fire, drive back the dark,
scream jokes into the night sky,
watch the stars twinkle with laughter.
all got those bag draggin’ eyes,
all got those creepin’ shadows flittin’,
things we don’t talk about,
shiftin’ around in the dark.
do you remember whens,
‘n do you knows,
‘n we should reallys flyin’ round,
‘n long chill winds,
loomin’ tests ‘n failures,
‘n miles ‘n miles of trees stuccoed from here to horizon,
it don’t, it don’t feel so bad.
finals in the mornin’,
‘n we should be studyin’,
but here we are bluff-side ‘n happy.
I failed that test,
‘n so did you.
it don’t, it don’t feel so bad.
