Blowin' the Dust off the Book of the Future - Bill Nelson

I’m driving away at remarkable speed

From the past and the time that won’t recede

I maybe dreaming, but I’m hip to this trip

Riding the range in my rocket ship

Blowing the dust off the book of the future

Turning the pages of a fabulous past

Blowing the dust off the book of the future

Tuning in to the big broadcast

Going nowhere, keeping busy

Counting clouds in an empty sky

Blowing smoke rings, spinning dizzy

It’s kind of silly, don’t ask me why…

Don’t tell me waht I already know

Just state the obvious

Most days it’s touch and go

Timeless, traceless, tremulous

(Here we go)

Blowing the dust off the book of the future

Turning the pages of a fabulous past

Blowing the dust off the book of the future

Tuning in to the big broadcast…

The big broadcast