From the recording Sucker In The Promised Land

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from Sucker In The Promised Land, released March 11, 2020
Geoff Thevenot - guitar, keyboards, bass, vocals
John O'Reilly - drums

Lyrics

Slow me down
Don't want to run my race too soon
What I wouldn't give
For another wasted afternoon
Drinking in the basement, hiding in the trees
Holding a star in our hands
Slips like sand through my fingers
Slips like sand

We had summer suns and baseball fields
Never hearing the turn of the wheel
I know it's gone, but I must believe
It's not some long forgotten dream
So I drink to remember

I close my eyes
But I can't make out the scene
Just watching the images flicker and fade
And I know there is no sacred ground
And I'm a man without a home
Just some memories in a jewelry box
That I take wherever I go

We had summer suns and baseball fields
Never hearing the turn of the wheel
I know it's gone, but I must believe
It's not some long forgotten dream
So I drink to remember
I drink to remember