Nowhere to Go, Nowhere to Be

Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves Like an old scooter slippin' slowly to it's grave Like ghosts of old sailors caught somewhere in time Like a lone palm, watch the world unwind Nowhere to go and nowhere to be Trinidad Charlie on a stool next to me Readin' his book 'bout the have and have-nots In between chapters we take another shot And one by one we slide from reality With nowhere to go, and nowhere to be There's jerk chicken grillin' on the grill Sure feels good for some time to be still Even if it's only for a little while Sight of the sails in the wind makes me smile Days turn into night When you're stuck in still life And you got nowhere to go and nowhere to be Trinidad Charlie on a stool next to me Readin' his book 'bout the have and have-nots In between chapters we take another shot And one by one we slide from reality With nowhere to go, and no where to be