.Nevv. Octobe.R.

Eastern shore The morning beckoned with water praying and call of seagull and rook And the muck of sailing boats on the leftward wall My self to set forth sailing on westward Still speaking in tongues I set forth Cuz when Tuesday comes You'll be a ghost (you'll be a ghost) In my own home Cuz when Wednesday comes (when Wednesday comes) You'll be a ghost (you'll be a ghost) It's Thursday (when Wednesday comes) And I'm thinking about The weekend Her plans still run Or are you waiting Yes Remember when You get lost In the woods I thought it was A smart idea to take that turn But little did we know It was a turn for the worst First And you You're gone now Who knew You're alone This is whatcha wanted This is whatcha needed Said you needed Space