late for you

An asphalt field holler.
More people are killed each year in car accidents than in wars.

Late For You

everyone's running late
everyone's nose is in my plate
everyone's driving round like they're the only one in town
talkin on the phone and looking great
everyone's late for something, I'm late for you

everyone's looking down the road
for forty fifty feet or so
everyone's full of petrol smells, retro yells, taco bells, URLs
everyone's late for something, I'm late for you

late for you

everyone's pushing their envelope
and they want you to lick it
everyone's taking up too much room
but they're living on the edge (of doom)
everyone's late for something, I'm late for you

everyone likes to swallow
nobody wants to chew
everything feels so hollow
till you fill my view
everyone's late for something, I'm late for you

everyone's running late
everyone's pushing on my gate
everyone's taking the upper hand
and giving me back the finger
everyone's late for something, I'm late for you


all lyrics/music copyright 2003 randy sutherland
from the CD 'the sky starts at your feet'