taking it back to plainsboro
Singer/songwriter, Acoustic guitar, electric fills, little saxophone, I do them all
Story behind the song
The times that we spent in Tamarron might possibly be the funnest of our lives.
written in May 2004
Lyrics
Please bring me back to the place
The home of me and many a smiling face
It didn’t last enough, it didn’t last, long enough
For us, we didn’t have enough we never had enough
Enough was not enough for us
For who?
We welcome you
To the place, man
Where daylight doesn’t matter much
No such thing as two hand touch
The earth our playground don’t you see
That you won’t want to ever leave
It had a name then
If you never fit in here you will
Always a spot we need filled
Mother Nature we’ll explore
The grass our floor the trees our door
It’s rather sad now that no one is home anymore
We started leaving one by one
Slowly one less one leaves some then none
We weren’t there enough, we weren’t there, long enough
Because the time was mine I drew the lines only we knew why
We had each other we had a home
Now I’m lost I have no place to go
We didn’t have to leave, why did you make us leave?
You don’t, have a reason, it was only twenty seasons
And I’d take a billion more over one here
Stop glaring at the sun thinking you have found the one
When he’s just a decimal in the long run
Nothing meant more to me than my kids and the games and the happiness they gave
So was it worth it, was it worth this shit?
We know, your mistakes and we forgave now more on with your life
So we can all move on with ours
Our wheels they span for twenty-four
Kids always knocking on the door
All we did was shoot and score
When dinner was over we played more
Nothing else was important
Our imaginations went
Nothing was important
Because my home was more than enough
Because the place was filled with love
