Vestige Gone Songtext
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It's Carolina, springtime again
I'm alright it's the weekend.
Warm air night would suffice in the starlight
It's clearing up my sight.
I'm hangin' down at the train depot,
in Clemson I feel so old
Should I stay or should I go?
The Clash was singin' but I didn't know.
I'm alright it's the weekend.
Warm air night would suffice in the starlight
It's clearing up my sight.
I'm hangin' down at the train depot,
in Clemson I feel so old
Should I stay or should I go?
The Clash was singin' but I didn't know.
The station benches look like pews
In the church of travelin' I'm confused
What was then and what's gonna come?
It's the new ones
Seen it once, I saw it twice
Now a vestige gone in the night
Jesus returned to the modern world
They told him go back, it's not good for business
You're runnin' the regulars off get lost
We thought you died, man
Saw him there on a Sunday morn
Across from the church he was dancin' up a storm
Orange windbreaker and a beard he was tryin' hard
College Boulevard
He had his lawn chair next to the street
With an imaginary partner he's moving his feet The Sunday's best they drove by and laughed
And then they pressed the gas
Seen it once, I saw it twice
Now a vestige gone in the night
Maybe he just jumped on a train
New Orleans he forgot about his pain
Met this guy with a tattooed face, he's complainin' about
Feeling out of place
Maybe he just jumped in the lake
Strapped himself to a 500 pound weight
I don't think he'd do it like that
Never (a cat?) like that
Swear I saw him at the Lincoln Tunnel
He stared right at me with eyes like a funnel
Suckin' me in to the New York lights
He's crazy, but into the sights
Of every thing he ever wanted to know
It was all right there in one big show
He tripped the mundane, he lived it arcane
Never had a use for fame.
In the church of travelin' I'm confused
What was then and what's gonna come?
It's the new ones
Seen it once, I saw it twice
Now a vestige gone in the night
Jesus returned to the modern world
They told him go back, it's not good for business
You're runnin' the regulars off get lost
We thought you died, man
Saw him there on a Sunday morn
Across from the church he was dancin' up a storm
Orange windbreaker and a beard he was tryin' hard
College Boulevard
He had his lawn chair next to the street
With an imaginary partner he's moving his feet The Sunday's best they drove by and laughed
And then they pressed the gas
Seen it once, I saw it twice
Now a vestige gone in the night
Maybe he just jumped on a train
New Orleans he forgot about his pain
Met this guy with a tattooed face, he's complainin' about
Feeling out of place
Maybe he just jumped in the lake
Strapped himself to a 500 pound weight
I don't think he'd do it like that
Never (a cat?) like that
Swear I saw him at the Lincoln Tunnel
He stared right at me with eyes like a funnel
Suckin' me in to the New York lights
He's crazy, but into the sights
Of every thing he ever wanted to know
It was all right there in one big show
He tripped the mundane, he lived it arcane
Never had a use for fame.
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