Simple Nowhere

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Ralph Woodson, Michael Di Pirro

One of the new Trichromes songs written by Robert Hunter

This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

Wrote a letter in the morning
Mailed it at noon
Got an answer back by midnight
And I read it by the moon

Said I don't know the answer
To the question you raise
But there's got to be a better place
To spend these [monkey] days

'Cause this is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all

In northern California
Where the sun always shines
I built myself a cabin
In the Ponderosa pines

I pondered on my future
I pondered on my past
I came to the conclusion
That the first beomes the last

And this is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all

I think I've found me somewhere
But no it's never so
Pull up my stakes and wander
I just get up and go

I wander to the mountain
I wander to the sea
I wander to the desert
But all I ever see

Is this is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all

It's neither up nor down
It's not the kitchen, not the hall
It's not the royal palace
Nor the cabin on the hill

It's not the ray of sunshine
Gleaming on your window sill
It's not the breath of summer
As it lingers into fall
Not the land of hope and glory
Just nowhere at all

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all

I took a trip to heaven
And I clambered down to hell
I figured Massachusetts
Would serve me just as well

I settled down in Boston
For a week and then I split
There's something for me somewhere
But this sure wasn't it

This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all

I went to see a Lama
In the mountains of Tibet
I said I think I've found it
He said you ain't ready yet

I'm ready as I'll ever be
I told that holy man
He shook his fuzzy head
You've yet to understand

That this is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all
This is simply nowhere
Nowhere at all

I settled down in Houston
With Georgia on my mind
Well all I saw of somewhere
I might as well be blind

Good as any other place
To raise a [pot] of kids
All I see was nowhere
And the rest is up for [kicks]

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere at all
Recordings
     Date Album Recorded By
     2002 Trichromes Trichromes


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