1991
Nostalgic Quest on Highway 89: Echoes of '91 Love Lost
Lyrics
I live on the back of highway 89
I reside near Highway 89.
Trying to find something to occupy my time
Searching for activities to fill my time.
I drive around in circles til' the break of dawn
I drive aimlessly in circles until the early morning.
Trying to convince myself that you aren't still gone
Attempting to convince myself that you are no longer absent.
All those nights, whiskey on ice
Recalling nights spent with whiskey on ice.
Records playing til' we'd see the morning light
Listening to music until dawn.
You'd put your arms around me like a circle round the sun
You embraced me, encircling like the sun, sharing memories.
And tell me what it was like in 1991
Recollection of your narration about the year 1991.
And where are you tonight
Questioning your current whereabouts.
Don't tell me that it's over
Requesting assurance that our relationship isn't finished.
Well hold me now
Seeking comfort and closeness at this moment.
Cause tonight I'm much too sober
Expressing a feeling of being too sober and needing solace.
Calls they just faded out, your face I cannot see
Missing phone calls, unable to see your face.
I wonder if you ever stop and do you think of me
Contemplating if you ever think of me.
Time keeps on moving head but I'm always steps behind
Feeling consistently behind in time.
Whiskey on my breath and you on my mind
Drinking whiskey, haunted by thoughts of you.
And where are you tonight
Continuing to question your whereabouts.
Don't tell me that it's over
Requesting confirmation that our relationship isn't concluded.
Well hold me now
Desiring immediate comfort and closeness.
Cause tonight I'm much too sober
Expressing feeling too sober and in need of solace once more.
I live on the back of highway 89
Reiteration of residing near Highway 89.
Trying to find something to occupy my time
Still searching for activities to occupy time.
I drive around in circles til' the break of dawn
Continuing to drive aimlessly until dawn.
Trying to convince myself that you aren't still gone
Struggling to convince myself that your absence isn't real.
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