Sometime To Return - Soul Asylum

I ran my way

I walked a fine line

Wasted time only to find

That you were calling, I think, my name

To remind me I am fine

What you are is what you see

And you see me and we can be

Something you can call we

We are, we are

Doing what we can

Working without a plan

I’m beginning to understand

It’s getting out of hand

I have seen these closing doors

I’ve woke up on this floor before

Picked it apart for hours and hours, and hours and hours

Of turning, tossing, and looking and listening

To you and all the fucked up things you do

But you’re doing the best you can

With every grain of sand

Just trickling through your hand

Can’t catch me if you can

If someday comes early

Comes whipping, comes whirling

To take you for all you have learned

The tables are turning

Your bridges are burning

My destination’s sometime to return

Throw away your calendar

And saddle up your salamander

Get up and get down

Ride into town and look around

Get up and do something

Your time to choose it

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

Doing the best I can (I can)

With or without a plan (a plan)

I’m taking what I can get

I haven’t seen nothing yet

If one day you wake up and find what you make up

Come and get me, come and take me there

Into your illusion I make my intrusion

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere

The hourglass is draining fast

It knows no future, holds no past

And all this too will come to pass

Never, forever, whatever

If someday comes early

Comes whipping, comes whirling

To take you for all you have learned

The tables are turning

Your bridges are burning

My destination’s sometime to return

Sometime to return