Thursday's Song: Something, Somewhere, Sometime, by Ben Sollee and Daniel Martin Moore

Sometimes I feel like an arrow 
fired at something, somewhere long ago 
Whether it moved or I missed where I'm bound, 
I don't yet know. 


If you see me coming, 
I'll probably pass you by 
on my way to something, somewhere, sometime.


Sometimes I find myself reeling,
listing and rolling in a plastic sea. 
There's signs and signals 
bidding for attention from me. 


So turn on your sittin'
I will turn on mine 
and we'll hum and glow 
like something, somewhere, sometime. 


And if I've wounded you, I'm sorry. 
I had good intentions 
If I've wounded you, I'm sorry 
it happens all the time. 


You remind me of a reason 
had by someone so many years ago 
to send words through wires 
build highways from coast to coast 


but those words fell short 
your roads have worn with time 
on our way to something somewhere sometime 


And if I've wounded you, I'm sorry 
I had good intentions 
If I wounded you 
I'm sorry it happens all the time. 


Sometimes I feel like an arrow, 
fired at something, somewhere long ago