LYRICS
Pulling out of the station
Headin’ down the track
No need to bother lookin’ back
If you are out there ahead
Don’t look over your shoulder
Lessons you learn growin’ older
I better pay attention
Or I might miss my stop
Pay attention… stay on top
Or find the end-of-the-line
No! Please not that… It’s not my time
I tell ya doctor, “I feel fine!”
Glass half-full of satisfaction
On my way to saturation
Cup overflows with jubilation
When every day’s a celebration
Thankful for all of creation
Reaching self-realization
Pulling into my destination
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Folk Rock
Chords: E A B7
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Organ
From the album Exoskeleton
by Daniel Brouse