posted 07-07-99 01:08 PM ET        

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Used to be Alright

It's pretty good, the wine, the way that we look...at 10 to 8 in the morning.
Yeah just talking still awake at dawn, and do drinking, thinking always.

Remembering the laughs, the time we got high, for seven days down in...New Orleans.
And it seemed like no one else knew, we were just sun and the moon...in the fog.

Before the heat burned in away and took the sleep from tired heads, on beds of reaching hands, road trip breath and long tall freedom.
Then you long for the days, tripping down the long road, just reading the signs that show you the way. A higher place, you meditate, to feel the quiet of the earth. Yeah that was back when, we used to be alright.