This Time Around – A Billion Ernies – letras

He hadn’t talked to his Father in a whileHe was busy doing his own thing.Anything to get a cheap smileAnything to keep him in denialSitting alone wandering in his thoughtsHe felt a desperate loneliness and they began to talkHe said that“After tonight I’m through with this”But was he saying anythingOr just moving his lipsTomorrow morning I will be differentI know that it’s been far to longAnd sometimes I want you back again.So he enjoyed that night.At least the best he could.It took him back to pre-pubescent yearsWhen tomorrows Sunday school classWould eat away in the back of your headAnd eat away your perfect Saturday.He hoped if he didn’t go to bedThat moon would never go away.Logically the sun would keep sleeping.Hypothetically tomorrow wouldnever come.Maybe this one night the Earth’s rotation would ceaseUntil he rested his head.You never know. You neverknow.