Somewhere in Between

By the time you read this you’ll be 17

Smoking stolen cigarettes, writing bad poetry

Crushed out on a classmate who’s kind of a stoner

But you think she’s real cool and you wish you could know her

By the time you read this you’ll be 22

Have your heart broken, a couple shitty tattoos

High School will feel like a bad memory

Now you’re washing the dishes at a place down on Holly

Backup Vocals: Somewhere in Between

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers

Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there

With a record collection, a single ray of light

You sleep through it every day, live only for the night

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers

Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there

With a record collection, a single ray of light

You sleep through it every day, live only for the night

By the time you read this you’ll be 30-something

You’ll be out of the restaurants but you’ll still be hustling

Free time will feel like a dream you have

About a time and a place you will never get back

By the time you read this you’ll be nearly 40

Have a real good laugh about a dog eared copy

Of Lesbian Poetry, the Anthology, from 1981

Sent like a time machine

Backup Vocals: Somewhere in Between

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers

Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there

With a record collection, a single ray of light

You sleep through it every day, live only for the night

Somewhere in-between the stacks of book and papers

Found a place to call your own and a reason to stay there

With a record collection, a single ray of light

You sleep through it every day, live only for the night