HERE ET AL. 

 

Sitting on a side porch

One I wish I was my own

Connecting this beautiful view

Beautiful people and this home

And I’m staring at the mountain around which they built this town

Painfully reminding myself that I can’t stick around

And I am looking at all the houses

Staring up at all the steeples

And I’m looking out at so many wonderful people

And I tell myself to sit back relax and have a ball

Still, I’m wondering what it’s like to really be here

Here at all

 

In and out again another whirlwind town

Complete with a tour of the backstage

And peeks out my cap at a crowd

And I’m the luckiest man in the world I know

To be here shaking so many hands

And so far away from home

 

But I’m looking at those girls down below

Dancing, laughing, telling stories I would like to know

And I tell my self to sit back, relax

There’s another fly upon the wall

Wondering what it’s like to really be here

Here at all

 

In and out a gain and back on down the road

Time to play around but no time to get to know, no, no

Barely time to make up my mind

Lucky, unlucky, what’s it going to be this time

Do I rise, do I fall

Am I just another fly upon the wall

Am I here, here

Am I here at all

 

Now the microphone’s been checked

And the stage is set and ready

All these faces toward the front crying rock me steady, rock me steady

And I’m the luckiest young man in the world I know

Swaying so many asses and so far away from home

But I am looking out at those girls down below

Dancing, laughing with the faces I would so much love to know

And I tell myself to sit back and have a ball

Consider myself a lucky boy

That we even get to play here

That you all came out here

I’m just happy to be here

Here at all