Book on the Shelf

Well, I hope you had fun splashing in the slack tide

Unchaperoned over on the flip side

I write what I know about, made up or true

These songs aren't for me, they're for you

Memories like meteors fly through my head

The sand was pearl white, her bikini bright red

Retracing song lines gives me goose pimples still

Like the trailboards up on BooBoo Hill

I know these stories

Were all lived before me

Still I've got a couple

That I'll keep to myself

I'm so damn lucky

To have an all-star cast

Some lovely, some crazy

Whoever thought this would last?

You know if I hadn't lived it, I'd read it myself

Tellin' tall tales is still good for my health

Keep movin' and listenin' and amusin' myself

I'm not ready to put the book on the shelf

We all live some days vicariously

Blinded by all the light we cannot see

Handed down stories, cave walls to pens

Worth telling again and again

I'd call these modalities great power tools

Placed in the hands of dreamers and fools

We're descended from court jesters, quite sure of that

Could you kindly pass around the hat

And I know these stories

Were sailed way before me

Toss a note in a bottle

And hope that it helps

I'm so damn lucky

To have an all-star crew

Some stoic, some crazy

Some just passin' through

I guess music and lyrics are what I do best

I'm all done 'splainin' or passin' some test

So pour me another it's good for my health

I'm not ready to put the book on the shelf

I'll keep scribblin' on pages not jumpin' off stages

Not ready to put the book on the shelf