Gassed And StokedLoss — текст песни (Reed Lou)

Well, you covered your tracks
and now I can`t see you
You had your ashes scattered at sea
There`s no grave to visit no tombstone to look at
You were in the NY Times obituary
There`s no record no tape no book no movie
Some photographs and memories
Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake
and this is what I hear
This is no longer a working number baby
Please redial your call
This is no longer a working number
Your party doesn`t live here anymore
This is no longer a working number
if you still require help
Stay on the line and an operator
will try to bail you out
I knew I should have seen you that Thursday
I knew I shouldn`t have left
But you sounded so good your spirits so up
I thought I`d see you next week
I say over and over if I had half a brain
if I had half a brain in my head
I wouldn`t sit here dialing a wrong number
and listening to what some recording said
I knew I should have written, written things down
I always say I`ll never forget
Who can forget a one-eyed pilot
Who`s a concert pianist
A painter a poet a ongwriter supreme
My friends are blending in my head
They`re melding into one great spirit
and that spirit isn`t dead
Now I may not remember everything that you said
but I remember all the things you`ve done
And not a day goes by not an hour
when I don`t try to be like you
You were gassed, stoked and rarin` to go
and you were that way all the time
So I guess you know why I`m laughing at myselves
every time I dial the wrong line
This is no longer a working number baby