Next Time Might Be Your Time - "Blue" Gene Tyranny

Hey, baby

Hey maybe I’m forgetting to say

That I stayed with you because I wanted to

And you were so very kind

You listened to my troubling mind

Said «Leave all that hist’ry behind

And deal with life as it’s offered to you.»

Hey, honey

You know we’ll treat each other just fine

If we make the space

To have the grace of a natural scene

I will listen to you

You will listen to me

We’ll make it up in our own time

You know the next time might be your time

To «love and honor», to take the bother

Just to see this thing through

Is that what friends are here for?

Dear companion

We could be in Arizona or France

What will the world be like, when we see each other free of all circumstance?

What difference does it make?

Why don’t you take a break

From whatever puts the pressure on you?

Oh, listen

Can you go back to before you were born?

To this time and place and

Having to trace who you are day after day?

There must have been the light

Before the stories took away your sight

We’re not attached or separate in space

You know the next time might be your time

To «love and honor», to take the bother

Just to see this thing through

Is that what friends are here for?

Oh, listen

Can you go back to before you were born?

To this time and place and

Having to trace who you are day after day?

There must have been the light

Before the stories took away your sight

We’re not attached or separate in space

You know the next time might be your time

To «love and honor», to take the bother

Just to see this thing through

Is that what friends are here for?

You know the next time might be your time

To «love and honor», to take the bother

Just to see this thing through

Is that what friends are here for?