Nowhere Else But Here

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Kevin Fisher/David James/Peter Tornell/Eric Fraley/Elisabeth Carlisle

Rolling down the road in a beat up van
Trying to make a mark in a rock and roll band
Laughing about the struggle and the price we pay
For fifty dollars each and a place to stay
We left California on a Monday night
With the stars of Orion as our guiding light
We met the morning with a caffeine kiss
And we wrote a little melody that goes like this
 
      I feel like Walt Whitman with a black guitar
      Wondering what a words worth in a smoky bar
      Chasing a rainbow with an ice cold beer
      And I’m glad I’m nowhere else but here
      We’re so glad we’re nowhere else but here
 
We spent the night in a cheap motel
We don’t sleep much so it’s just as well
We pool our pennies for a meal to share
But when we walk on stage it’s like we’re millionaires
 
      I feel like Walt Whitman with a black guitar
      Wondering what a words worth in a smoky bar
      Chasing a rainbow with an ice cold beer
      And I’m glad I’m nowhere else but here
      We’re so glad we’re nowhere else but here

After the show I find my way to a phone
To touch the world I left back home
 
We loaded up the cooler at the Circle K
Got a full tank of gas now where on our way
And we’re not gonna stop till we hit the next town
Or the drummer gets hungry or the van breaks down again
 
      I feel like Walt Whitman with a black guitar
      Wondering what a words worth in a smoky bar
      Chasing a rainbow with an ice cold beer
      And I’m glad I’m nowhere else but here
      We’re so glad we’re nowhere else but here