BOHEMIA ROAD - Whitey

Sunday morning, eight am

The air is clean, I’m walking back with friends

Towards wherever

I call home

City has passed, and the faces change

But in a way I’ve never left this place

And all my streets

Were really one

It was along this road

I met everyone I know

It’s where all the lost go home

Bohemia road

Yeah, I know this road

It will never let me go

And it’s all I’ll ever know

Bohemia road

Glistening bottle, broken chair

The pictures on, the wall return my stare

And all my rooms

Were really one

The window looks at many scenes

Inside the room, the ceiling shows a dream

Of what I’ll do when

I move on

It was along this road

I met everyone I know

It’s where all the lost go home

Bohemia road

Yeah, I know this road

It will never let me go

And it’s all I’ll ever know

Bohemia road!

(Bohemia road!)

You’ll find me where it all just

Slips by

You’ll find me where the time runs

Down the wall

You’ll find me where the drinks never

Run dry

You’ll find me where you smile and

Lose it all, lose it all

All forgotten futures are calling

On Bohemia road

All forgotten futures are calling

On Bohemia road

All forgotten futures are calling

On Bohemia road

All forgotten futures are calling

On Bohemia road

It seems like yesterday is really not that far away

I’ll get there if I think about it

I feel like yesterday is really just a step away

I’ll get there if I think about it

I’ll get there if I think about it

I’ll get there if I think about it