One Particular Harbor

By the time you read this, those two chairs at the top of my page are likely to be occupied. 🙂

I know I don’t get there often enough
But God knows I surely try
It’s a magic kind of medicine
That no doctor could prescribe

I used to rule my world from a pay phone
Ships out on the sea
But now times are rough
Oh I got too much stuff
I can’t explain the likes of me

But there’s this one particular harbor
So far but yet so near
Where I see the days as they fade away
Finally disappear