White Plains

John Vanderslice

On the Sunday after the mason dance
It�s the one day I can remember when
I felt so pure and really at peace with myself
I was in love, the sun sang down victorious

but the truth is I have no faith in happiness
It turns to fear, draws the devils near
So I jumped the fence
And went out west

abilene
Got a sales job as a pharmaceutical rep
Lived out of hotels, rental cars and a stowable bag
I drove all day � from hospital pacing and clinic sweats
I drove all night � I couldn�t ever sleep now anyway

I tried, but the old devils, they found me in my room
I hid under the covers and cried out as they tore off my sheets
So I went east

vietnam
I�m long gone
I�m up the river
Way past mekong

but the old devils, they found me in my hut
They poured through the windows, they cornered me
And I cried out, to no one: �I give up.�