See Past Me

by Phil Swanson

Genre: Rock

Lyrics

Dusty road stretches before me as I shoulder up my pack
Heading out for the horizon, there’ll be no going back
Just this thread-bare jacket and a beat up old guitar
And the memory of her in a chorus and a verse
Searching for answers from that look in her eyes
What was that she said about letting me fly?
Coming to terms where the land meets the sea
Finding the strength to see past me, see past me

Memories of better times, like silent movies in my mind
Rain upon the rooftop, passing time
Strumming on my heartstrings, picking out the truth
Highway signs & broken lines, empty bar stools
Searching for answers from that look in her eyes
What was that she said about letting me fly?
Coming to terms where the land meets the sea
Finding the strength to see past me, see past me

There ai’t no ace up my sleeve, no easy way to please
All I can be is who I am, all I can see is straight ahead
Why can’t you please understand just what I mean
When I’m on my knees and I’m asking you to help me please
See past me