Lyrics

Gone, Gone, Gone
Ó 2003 Eric Nelson Thompson (ASCAP)

A second marks a time in space a theoretical mark that leaves no trace save the arbitrary records kept in archives and stored miles underground and just may out-survive the cockroach?that?s what she called him as he turned his back to leave with a battle-weary heart he wore upon his sleeve he had run out of options and reasons to believe and lost more pieces of himself than he ever could retrieve now as he discovered exactly what side of the fence he was on it occurred to him?he was gone, gone, gone?stranger things had happened he?d heard it said as he sat staring at the bar just clearing his head a fight broke out behind him and tables were smashed glasses went flying and his face was slashed wide open a random act of violence and just then he turned and saw on the t.v.?another suicide bomber outside of Tel Aviv and for a split second he felt it he was no longer strong?he was gone, gone, gone, and all together with everyone?Shaking and trembling he staggered to his feet, gathered up his coat and headed out to the street the moon was partially obscured by cumulus clouds and umbrellas drooped over the tables like shrouds but in the night?s light he could make out the words on the newspaper rack: twenty Al Queda killed in US attack and as he walked on ahead he touched his hand to his face and wondered what time it was in this theoretical space and just at that moment it touched him and he felt a kind of grace he had purchased his ticket and joined the human race and he was gone, gone, gone?and all together with everyone?.gone, gone, gone with no presence of mind in this absence of time
He was gone?