She’s got 2 ply blue adhesive window tinting on an 84’ Diplomat

And drinks her Fighting Cock neat with an apple beer back til there’s just no mind to where she’s at

And she hates when she gets too ahead of herself, starts talking ‘bout way back when

She thinks she’s living in the here and now but only if the now is then

And she lives in a bottom under Loblolly pine in a cabin made from railroad ties

By the hand of an Allegheny bridge guard reveler that she once took for hale and wise

And she grew up near a town with no daylight savings and it’s there that she’s bound to stay

‘Cause she thinks she’s living in the here and now, but only if the now is yesterday

Well again and again she gets the fire bells ringing, Every time the margins’ called in

Nighttime comes and she gets to thinking

If only the now was then, yeah if only the now was then

She keeps her civil war chess set manned and at the ready should one question all sharpness of mind

Keeps her mall portrait near and paints the mirrors all black

'Cause the years have been so very unkind

And on the night she slowed as she drew a far breath and drew his Dubl Duck across her veins

Well, she waxed fond about the here and now, as her wish for the now did wane

And she hates when she gets too ahead of herself and starts talking ‘bout way back when

She thinks she’s living in the here and now but only if the now is then…

©2008 Shaun Cromwell