Mark McAdam

Lyrics

When you go to the ocean hoping to recuperateDoes your vision start to flutter like it’s shot in super 8?Do you fear for the counting down like five, four, three?Does your frame begin to stutter, do you flicker just like me?Singing where’s the time goWhere’s the time goAs if any explanation holds a key to wear around your throat on fishing lineThere goes some more time…When you ride by the junkyard do you get that chillLike someone’s calling you inside to stay?And if you ever go down to look behind that gateWill your visions all be handed back on reels of super 8?Singing where’d the time goWhere’d the time goWill we dream of the oceanWill we pause or rewindWill we trail off spinning once we’ve used our timeOr do you s’pose we’ll be projected on the ones we’ve left behind?Singing where’s the time goWhere’s the time goSinging where’d the time goWhere’s the time goAs if any explanation holds a key to wear around your throat on fishing line