Performed by The Missing Lynx
I coulda been anything I wanted in life, coulda been her man she coulda been my wife
But I musta been born, wrong phase of the moon
It disappeared so fast she had to run and hide, mountains swallowed by the tide
Got to get somebody's help got to get it soon
Place your hand on this empty soul, watch while I drink from this broken bowl
I came out swinging then fell to the floor
Pick up those scraps throw 'em to the dogs, toss those flowers on the burning logs
I had her in my sights but now she's out of range
Bridge:
Brother and sister drove up from Atlanta, talking 'bout Custer and Santa Anna
I couldn't have imagined it would ever be so strange
Overturn those tables toss aside that chair, expose the assassin's lair
I had her in my sights but now she's out of range
Fools sit in circles and discuss the past, no one knows how long it will last
Pirate genie, empty bottle of rum
The lady in black seems to know the score, can't remember what I came here for
But whatever you're having won't you give me some
I was down in the basement when I heard someone scream
Tried to wake from this recurring dream
Felt an icy hand reach through the fog
Sailing through the sky dragged on the ground
Checked my conscience at the lost and found
I had her in my sights but now she's out of range
Bridge:
The joker flew in to address the wake, please keep it down for goodness sake
You couldn't have imagined it would ever be so strange
Throw back that curtain let in some air, they just have to come out of there
I had her in my sights but now she's out of range
I've had it to here with the purveyors of conventional wisdom
I've given the pursuit of truth my best and then some
The poor human spirit dying to be rich, evolution never prepared us for this
I had her in my sights but now she's out of range
She's out of range
Tom DeVries ©2006 Purple Heart Songs. All rights reserved.