Tom Potosnak
Tom Potosnak

Lyrics

Below you’ll find song lyrics from the “Subject to Change” book (in order of appearance):

You see them everywhere, standing there, head in their hands
So many questions, where does it all begin, where does it end
Just take a walk you’ll see hearts that grieve and never mend
Just keep on walking, keep on talking, and you’ll find happiness again.

Soon you’re walking down the other side
You got a million dollars and happiness you can’t find.
Deep down we all do realize, The Search Goes On and on and on
On and on and on – on and on and on and on.

He’s got his lot and life, pretty wife, but he doesn’t understand
No matter what he has, he doesn’t have, it’s not in his hands
He tried to find it more than once or twice but knows he never can
He finally gives up and he figures we’re not let in on the plans.

Soon you’re walking down the other side
You got a million dollars and happiness you can’t find.
Deep down we all do realize, The Search Goes On and on and on

On and on and on – on and on and on and on.

The world it goes spinning ‘round
We wonder why it all goes down
Answers just can’t be found
The Search Goes On and on and on
On and on and on – on and on and on and on.

We try so many times, poet’s rhymes, men in the know
Still it’s all in vain, the rules of the game nobody really knows
Maybe the answer’s there up in the stars, we lay back and stare
Well if we could we would and if we should then He would share.

Oh, soon you’re walking down the other side
You got a million dollars and happiness you can’t find
Deep down we all do realize, The Search Goes On and on and on
On and on and on – on and on and on and on
The Search Goes On and on… and on.

She said I didn’t think that I’d make this bus
Came in from South Bend last night
I had to stop and sleep along the way; it was a long ride
As soon as I get here it’s time to turn around
Some day I’d like to stop and smell the roses
I gotta deadline to meet, maybe another time – Bus Driver –
Let’s roll, Let’s roll!
Been fifteen years since he left me
Been thirteen since I began with this line
My kids are grown up but they raised themselves most of the time
Been all over the country, 18 wheels down and 12 comin’ back
I spent my youth makin’ money, but my body is giving it back.
It’s been an Uphill Ride every step of the way, driving all night and half of the day
Just making sure my kids make out okay, so they can live their lives an easier way -yeah.
I’ve been across every blessed acre, but the country all looks the same to me
Chicago, Atlanta, New York all look the same late at night.
You know I’ve seen everyone in the whole human race
If I don’t know the name I know the face
I know their place of decent by listening to their accent.
It’s been an Uphill Ride every step of the way, driving all night and half of the day
Just making sure my kids make out okay, so they can live their lives an easier way -yeah.
It’s been an Uphill Ride every step of the way, driving all night and half of the day
Just making sure my kids make out okay, so they can live their lives an easier way -yeah
Oh an easier way – Oh an easier way – Oh an easier way.
She said to me son, You know I didn’t think I’d make this bus
Came in from South Bend last night
I had to stop and sleep along the way, it was a long ride
You know as soon as I get anywhere I gotta turn around
Now someday I’d like to stop and smell the roses
I gotta deadline I to meet, maybe another time – Bus Driver –
We got roll on –we gotta roll.

We were shot out of a cannon, every single summer morn
No one knowin’ where we were goin’
As long as we were home by supper time, we’d be fine
We’d eat real fast and go back outside – until the fireflies arrived
And it was time to call it a night.
We were growin up – in the Olden Days
Before there were play dates
Growing up – in the olden days
A kid could go outside and be safe
And everything wasn’t supervised, and sanitized
And if you wanted a trophy
You had to win.
I went by old Lionshead Lake, no one was on the beach , or swimming to the raft
Went by the Schuyler ballfield, and all I saw was dirt and grass
It’s a sad sad situation – when a whole generation – is tethered to their PlayStations.
When we were growin up – in the Olden Days
We’d rather hang outside
Growing up – in the Olden Days
We’d get on our bikes and fly
To get to school Mama didn’t drive , we’d walk, or on the bus we’d ride
Yes and somehow we survived.
Now I ain’t saying everything was great
With all the narrow minded, ignorant things we’d do
But these days enlightenment mixed with arrogance
At the expense of commonsense ain’t cool
It just makes for smarter fools than we were.
Growin’ up – in the Olden Days
We had to get up to answer the phone
Growing up – in the Olden Days
You’d fill your gas tank and not need a bank loan
Growin’ up – in the Olden Days
Hey did you hear about this new thing called cable?
Growin up – in the Olden Days
Hey they weren’t golden days – but they were our days
And though everything does change
One thing I wished stayed the same
Is that if you wanted a trophy…
You still had to win!

Jackson runs, a little smoke shop in the center of town
You know he’s been behind the counter since my Daddy was a boy
He’s always looked the same to me.
I stop by the shop, around six-fifteen each morning
I help him sort papers, shuffle through the mail, make sure the magazine racks are full.
Jackie loves to talk, gives me his opinion on most everything
Over coffee I get his take on news items of the day
I leave he shakes my hand and says I wish you could stay he says
Keep on smiling, may the Good Lord bless you boy until we meet again
Never quit, keep on trying and always believe, they’ll be better days up ahead.
Jack takes care of his own, if you’re one of those he calls his friend
You’ll get the paper for a quarter instead of thirty-five
He’ll give it to you free if you ain’t been working for a while.
Cuz Jackie’s known hard times
Lived through the Depression, fought the Second World War
He said it taught me to be humble and to always give thanks
It taught me you never know which day might be your last, he says –
Keep on smiling, may the Good Lord bless you boy until we meet again
Never quit, keep on trying and always believe, they’ll be better days up ahead.
He says I can’t understand kids these days
I can’t understand their parents none too
When I was in school if I broke the rules, the teacher’d kick me right out of the class
And my Daddy wouldn’t sue
Now when the old man came home at night he’d say
“Boy, I would have kicked you out too.”
Now with every passing day, it seems some old friend dies or else he moves away
He says “We all go South boy in some shape or form
The can have Miami Beach my friends here keep me warm”
He says
Keep on smiling, may the Good Lord bless you boy until we meet again
Never quit, keep on trying and always believe
They’ll be better days
You know they’ll be better days up ahead
Better days – up ahead.

Walking down old Jackson Street, my dad and my two brothers and me
Going to the Star Barber Shop, John makes us look like “stars”
Before the days of men’s hair styles, mousse, hair spray and blow dryers
Men’s regular cut, the best in town, Clubman and hair tonic to keep it down.
Then we’d walk back up the street to grandma’s house
A glass of Coke and bread and butter all around
Then we’d watch that fuzzy black and white for a bit
And never leave without our gift
A quarter in our hand and a kiss on the cheek.
And what comes from the heart – touches the heart
What comes from the soul – everybody knows
What comes from the heart – touches the heart
Plant loves seed and watch it grow
What comes from the heart – touches the heart.
Old Uncle Charlie’s in his rocking chair – cup of coffee and pipe in hand
Talking bout the days gone by – working the farms and working the mines
Of how he came to N-Y-C to drive a bus through those city streets
Drinking beer with old Babe Ruth – Charlie’d mix in fiction with the truth
Twice a year we’d spend weekends at his country place
Running wild enjoying all the open space
He took me to the woods to find the perfect branch
He carved me up my very own sling shot
I only used it once but it sure meant a lot.
Cuz what comes from the heart – touches the heart
What comes from the soul – everybody knows
What comes from the heart – touches the heart
Plant loves seed and watch it grow
What comes from the heart – touches the heart.
Time it flies and people pass – memories fade but the best ones last
Water skiing with Jean and Bob – Jersey Shore with Stella and John
Football games with Ed and Paulette – watching the Jets lose again and again
Christmas eve with the whole big clan – eating pierogies that were made by hand.
And as I look into the eyes of my own little girl
I wonder bout the memories that will shape her world
I hope I pass along the truth my family did
It doesn’t matter what you give – what matters most is that it comes from within.
Cuz what comes from the heart – touches the heart
What comes from the soul – everybody knows
What comes from the heart – touches the heart
Plant loves seed and watch it grow
What comes from the heart – touches the heart
When it comes from the heart – you know it touches the heart – yeah.

I dreamed I was at a party that you never would believe, with sitcom characters from the 70’s
It was now but they all looked like they did then, even the ones that made the trip
from hell or heaven
Radar O’Riley showed up early, then came Maude
And Rhoda and Joe brought Carlton to work the door
He said “Welcome back” to Kotter, and “What’s Happening” to Rerun, Dwayne
and Rog.
Hey there’s Mel from the diner, with Alice and Flo.
Emily and Bob, and Ms Romano
George Jefferson is laughing, “Hey Bunker needs a drink! Not only is God black – but so was the President.”
Ahh, there’s Florida and JJ, they’re talkin’ bout “Good Times”
And all night long, the Partridge Family’s’ fakin’ playin’ their own songs
“Say has anybody seen Mary?” Rhoda said it isn’t like her not to call.
Hey we invited Jack, Janet, and Chrissy to come and knock on our door
With Johnny Fever, Jennifer, and Venus Flytrap from WKRP
But it turns out the Mod Squad invited them to their own party with their cool 70’s cop and PI friends
While the guys had their eyes set on Charlie’s Angels
The girls would rather try their luck with Starsky and Hutch
Than get chased by Horshak, Lou Grant, Schneider, Potsie, Ralph Malph,
Wojohowitz, or that creepy little Louie DePalma.
Sue Ann Nivins and Felix Unger tradin’ recipies galore
Colonel’s Blake and Potter laughin’ bout dresses Klinger wore
Oscar Madison and Rollo shootin dice across the floor
Fred Sanford and Chico and the Man are getting bored.
Ahh – there’s Laverne and Shirley
Arm and arm, we always knew their love was true
But the Fonze, slow dancin’ with the Big Ragu??
“Whatcha talkin’ bout Willis? There were different strokes for fifty’s folks too?”
Apparently there were
Tootie told me – it’s a Fact of Life.
Ahh, there’s Hawkeye’s in the corner, with Flo
And she’s looking pretty miffed
He says “I’m so Sorry Flo, I didn’t realize you said kiss my – grits.”
Well halleluiah, here comes Mary
Looks like she finally made it after all
And we’re having a ball, Happy Days are here for all
Mary made it after all.
Hey where’s everybody going?
Oh man, I’m waking up
I wanted to head over to that Mod Squad party and see how that was going.
Somebody told me when Barnaby Jones puts a little rum in his milk… watch out
there Lee Meriwether.

Standing on the wooden footbridge that runs across the stream
Looking for the initials you carved on the footbridge rail
It’s raining hard but I don’t mind, it matches how I feel
You know it never changes babe.
You’ll be back one day I know – to Fogelsanger Road
And we will find the initials you carved on the footbridge rail
And we will walk hand in hand – down Fogelsanger Road
Our country mile of heaven.
I think about the day you left here with a promise to return
You gave me the watch I hold in my hand and said “until that day”
“All I ask for is your trust” I said “my heart is yours to take”
And you still have it babe.
Now the cows are in the pasture and the corn is in the field
And our country home it’s just around the bend
The lights on in the kitchen – country scent is in the air
But you’re not there.
You know there’s something bout the spring that leads me to believe
Call it rebirth – or renaissance – it’s the same each year
I check the time now I’ve got to go – I take this watch that’s in my hand
And drop it in the stream.
And you’ll be back one day I know honey – to Fogelsanger Road
And you will find the initials you carved on the footbridge rail
And you will walk all alone – down Fogelsanger Road
Our country mile of heaven.

Wide eyes, smile as bright as the Fourth of July
Gonna do what he believes is right, he’s gonna fight
Like his dad, and his dad, and his dad did before
Father says “son, things have changed” – Mama knows he’ll never be the same
Still he will, he will, he will, he will fight.
Oh what a life – Oh what a life – Oh what a life – to take.
It’s not too long before he sees he’s in for so much more than he, ever could have imagined he’d be
A good friend one moment, by his side, with kids at home, so full of life
But they never, ever will see him again
Though he feels so far from sure, of all the things he believed before
Still he will, he will, he will, he will fight.
Oh what a life – Oh what a life – Oh what a life – to take.
Now the calls he makes and the things he’ll say, they’re less and less with every passing day
And the truth he holds will go untold, words cannot explain.
Home and safe, he lays awake – feeling like he never left that place
And he will, he will, he will always fight.
Oh what a life – Oh what a life – Oh what a life… To take.
Wide eye, smile as bright as the Fourth of July.

It’s my first night on this island – the sun’s sinking into the crystal blue sea
The one I love is beside, no need for words she feels the same way as me
Yesterday seems so far away – and I’d sure like to keep it that way
Cause it took so long for this day to be here… and…
Two weeks is all I get to try and to forget the stuff that dogs me the rest of the year
Tonight is my first night – wanna get things started out right
And go for a nice long walk on the beach.
I’m not quite sure how it happened – how I became “one of those guys”
The looks – the youth – the potential – slipped away in the blink of an eye
Now what’s left of my hair has gone gray – and I no longer admit what I weigh
And now I’ve got a job – instead of a career – and…
Two weeks is all I get, to try and to forget, the stuff that dogs me the rest of the year
Tonight is a wondrous night, full moon, stars shining bright
Why not just sleep right here on the beach.
Sea breeze – gently – carry my blues far away
Cool air – soothes my soul
Ocean’s – rhythm – serenades me to sleep
Sunshine warms me awake
A new day – a new way – let’s play!
It’s my last night on this island – my heart’s sinking into the crystal blue sea
The one I love’s still beside me – no need for words she feels the same way as me
How does two weeks go by so fast? How do I make this great feeling last?
Til I can get back here the same time next year.
Two weeks is all I get – to try and to forget – the stuff that dogs me the rest of the year
Tonight is my last night – I’m dreading the morning light
We’ll be flying right on over this beach.
Two weeks is all I get – to try and to forget – the stuff that dogs me the rest of the year
Oh yeah, two weeks is all I get – to try and to forget – the stuff that dogs me the
rest of the year.

Sittin’ on a pallet by the railroad tracks that separate the good side of the town from the bad
Singin’ my songs loud and clear for no one
Dusk is fallin’ on this Halloween night, the hawk is bitin’ at my finger tips, and I ask myself – The Obvious Question,
What am I doin’ here?
But someone once told me; it all begins with a dream
And one day this dream took hold of me
And nothing worth dreamin’ comes easily
So on and on I go on life’s journey – yeah
Just a man with a dream, hoping these songs I sing – ring in every ear
Both sides of the tracks, don’t matter who you are or where you’re at, one day you’ll hear them.
Hangin’ on by a string and a flickering light
Keepin’ to the faith when another man might not-believe in his dream–anymore.
You see I’ve long been confused bout the way people live
Pocket book rich, spiritually poor, me, I’m no Saint
I walk the fine line between right and wrong
Now am I rationalizing, proselytizing, searching not finding?
Sometimes I feel so alone
It’s then I ask myself The Obvious Question
You know but someone once told me, it all begins with a dream
And one day this dream took hold of me
And nothing worth dreaming comes easily
So on and on I go on life’s journey – yeah
Just a man with a dream, hoping these songs I sing – ring in every ear.
Both sides of the tracks, don’t matter who you are or where you’re at, one day you’ll hear them
Hangin’ on by a string and a flickering light
Keepin’ to the faith when another man might not–believe in his dream– anymore
I pack up my things, hop in my car, and I roll back over the tracks to the right side of town
Or is it the wrong? One can’t be sure
Thinkin’ bout the day we all see the light, and if one of these songs I sing can bring
the light to one
It’s more than I might have done, in another life – yeah
So I remain this man with a dream, hoping these songs I sing – ring in every ear
Both sides of the tracks, don’t matter who you are or where you’re at, one day
you’ll hear them
Hangin’ on by a string and a flickering light
Keepin’ to the faith when another man might not–believe in his dreams
So hold on to your dreams. You hold on to your dreams
When they tell you you’re wrong just believe that you’re right
When they want you to quit then you step up the fight
No matter who you are, black or white believe
You must believe in your dreams
You must believe in your dreams
You must believe! Yeah

It’s a girl, precious girl, first born, what a way to end the year
Maximum joy and maximum fear, and not much else in-between
Do what you can, try your level best, trust the good Lord takes care of all the rest
There’s only one choice
As the river rolls, the river rolls on.
It’s a job, call it work or a career, as long as it pays the bills
Bat the ball, outearn em all, it’s a strange call, it’s the way things are these days
Make a difference or make a dime, build a better boat, maybe clean up the pond
There’s only one choice, as the river rolls, as the river rolls on.
Well hey there Mama won’t you stop your sobbin’, turn down the radio now
Hey there Papa won’t you quit your cursin’, bout the things that you read in your daily scroll
Little sister don’t ya shed a tear in fear of the things you can’t control
Big brother put away your gun, you can’t go shootin’ everyone that does you wrong.
Take your time as you glide down river, be sure to enjoy the view
Nobody knows where it goes but it’s a given, you know the journey’s gonna end too soon
Full speed ahead lookin’ side to side.
You can’t change or re-live days you’ve already left behind.
There’s only one choice, as the River Rolls on and on… and on.
The River Rolls – Time it flows
The River Rolls – Time it flows… on.

My eyes are wide open, they’d been closed for far too long
Perhaps I was afraid of my reflection, afraid to let my imperfections show
Now I can see so clearly, it takes more than just the power of one
Never again will I ever walk alone, since I’ve found the power above – and realized…
Miracles they happen, no matter what the cynics say
Sometimes they don’t come easy, and pain is the price you pay
If anyone tries to tell me that dreams don’t come true
I’ll tell them they’re mistaken, cause me I’m living proof.
Much to our surprise, you arrived before your time
Son you started out a lot like I used to be
Trying to make it on your own, to some destination unknown
Allowing no one to show you the way.
But son as you grow rest assured that I will show you the simple truths I’ve come to know
So strange how in the same year, you arrived and I reappeared
Renewed, and blessed enough to know that…
Miracles they happen, no matter what the cynics say
Sometimes they don’t come easy, and pain is the price you pay
But if anyone ever tries to tell you boy that dreams don’t come true
Tell them they’re mistaken, tell them that you’re Living Proof…
Cuz boy we’re Living Proof
Ahh we’re Living Proof
You and I know you know we’re Living Proof
Ahh we’re Living Proof – yeah
Living Proof.

Best laid plans, time held for ransom. Simple dreams always complicate
You have your visions and then you have your life
And they never seem the same
It’s the way that it is.
And all I have is today, to show you that I love you
All I have is today, to show you how much I care
Yesterday is a memory, tomorrow’s only a dream
And though they never seem the same. Today is all I have.
We’re all different people, with different faces, different views
With questions just the same ‘bout the different roads we choose
It’s questions of who’s right or wrong, questions of the blame
It’s questions of forgiveness, or living with the shame
No time to lose.
It don’t seem right, heart’s taking chances.
You feel like you’re better off safe or all alone, instead of broke
You have your feelings, and what you know to be right
And they never seem the same. It’s worth a try cuz
All I have is today, to show you that I love you
All I have is today, to show you how much I care
Yesterday is a memory, tomorrow’s only a dream
And though they never seem the same
Today is all I have.

Sitting here all alone I’m laughing through old photographs – home movies
Yeah it’s quite a show, starring thinner, younger people wearing crazy clothes
And as I try to recognize these characters from another life it hits me
Yeah, it’s plain to see –in the rearview every day is Halloween.
Life’s just like October
There’s warmth and sun – brilliant colors – cold air comes
Everything it fades away
It’s all part of the masquerade.
Concert Tee-shirts – Puma Clyde’s – The uniform of my time
Forgive me for thinking that I was cool
Another parka wearing spoon fed suburban fool
Believing I had my own style while looking like every other guy around me
Coloring between the lines
Painting by the numbers keeping perfect time .
Life’s just like October
There’s warmth and sun – brilliant colors – cold air comes
Everything it fades away
It’s all part of the masquerade.
Wo- oh- oh-oh – Forever the perfect soldier
Oh – oh -wo oh – It’s feeling a little bit colder outside
Time to get bolder
Before October’s over – and it’s too late – too late – too late it’s too late.
Wo- oh- oh-oh – Forever the perfect soldier
Oh – oh -wo oh – It’s feeling a little bit colder outside
Time to get bolder
Before October’s over – and it’s too late – too late – too late it’s too late
Life is just like October
There’s warmth and sun – brilliant colors – cold air comes
Everything it fades away
It’s all part of the masquerade.
November rain – December snow – the winter icy cold winds blow
Why wait til Spring to come alive?
October is the time – Hey-aay!

Getting drenched walking through the streets of Boston MA
Looking for the train
A subway token’s all I got if I had a dollar in my pocket
In the bar I would have stayed.
Listening to the lovely lady sittin two seats down
Tellin’ some guy bout the crazy life she’s lived
She said I went to school in Tampa and I’ve moved five times since
It’s been three days here up north.
I spent too much time in too many jobs not doing what I studied for
Getting by – paying off student loans
Waitin’ tables – tending bar – studio apartments – beat up cars
I expected more by twenty-eight.
And my mom says “Marry money – use your looks while you still can
Maybe you’ll get lucky and even learn to love the man.”
I know it may sound crazy but when I’m tired lonely and sad
You know it doesn’t sound all that bad.
I’m tryin to find a reason – why I should keep believin’
In those crazy dreams I held close yesterday
Somewhere in the daily fight what once was wrong somehow is right
Ends justify the means the cynic would say
But I’m tryin not to live my life that way.
Judging by that suit and tie you look like a successful guy
He laughed and said, I do alright in sales.
The pitch it stinks but the money’s good
In my wildest dreams I never thought I would
End up like my old man.
He always said go for the money son – you gotta get all that you can
Show me some guy who says he loves his work and I’ll show you a poor man
I set of the change the world but it ain’t looking like I can
And I figure this money ain’t too bad.
I’m tryin to find a reason – why I should keep believin’
In those crazy dreams I held close yesterday
Somewhere in the daily fight what once was wrong somehow is right
Ends justify the means the cynic would say
But I’m tryin not to live my life that way.
Better times – nursery rhymes – working hard – living right
Now I’m flat busted my wife’s got the kids
In happiness I still believe as together my two young subjects leave
Maybe she’ll learn to love that man.
And I tell myself tomorrow I’ve gotta find another way
But I beg, I steal, I borrow – That’s the way the game is played
Knowin’ that the moral is to take a stand today
But you know that it’s one tough choice.
I’m tryin to find a reason – why I should keep believin’
In those crazy dreams I held close yesterday
Somewhere in the daily fight what once was wrong somehow is right
Ends justify the means the cynic would say
But I’m tryin not to live my life that way.
Getting drenched walking through the streets of Boston MA
I cannot find the train
A subway token’s all I got – if I had a dollar in my pocket
In the bar I would have stayed
In the bar you know I would have stayed
You know I would have stayed
I would have stayed
You know I would have stayed.

Common courtesy and common sense will take you far – at least that’s what my Mom said
And well done always beats well said – that was one Daddy drilled into my head.
Hey – in the days before the world wide web
Nowadays, Hey – the rude and ruthless trolls seem to get ahead.
And the Twitterverse is just a war of words
Disagree with someone, you’re a moonbat or facist
They’ll say I am rubber, you are glue
What you say bounces off me and sticks to you.
Hey – I thought we left the schoolyard in the mist
But everyday, Hey – we’re still playing dodgeball and somebody’s always gets clipped.
Well a friend of mine got a talking to – said something a Gen-Z took offense to
If there’s no more Mr Potato Head – well then what about Miss Piggy and Mr Ed?
Hey you must admit that was a clever line
It’s called a joke – Hey – they were legal once upon a time
Now I know things have changed – understandably
But when you apply the rules – retroactively.
Well then it’s sorry Mom, sorry Dad – Grandma, Grandpa you’ve all been cancelled
Every remnant, every trace, even the name on your tombstone will be erased.
Hey – Though you can’t be woke once you are dead
Still you gotta pay – Hey for things you did that back then were okay.
Yeah they’ll go through your letters, your high school yearbook
The friends you had – and the hands you shook
The games you played and the jokes you made
The things you liked on your Facebook page.
Hey – human beings do things they regret
Who knows one day, Hey – even you – yes you – just might misstep.
Once you’ve joined the club of irredeemable’s
Well then all your sins are unforgivable.
You can forget about all the good you’ve done
The love you gave in the race you’d run
Your good name, your reputation tossed
Might as well give up all hope is lost.
Common courtesy and common sense, they’ll take you far – at least that’s what my Mom said
And well done always beats well said – is that just another fable – long since left for dead?

These times I rely on the street signs – when I find myself around here
Faces and places that I always remembered – anymore they’re not quite so clear
But old friends they’re the perfect elixr – when the present day gets you down
They’re the ones that knew you back then yeah – they’re the ones who appreciate you now.
I’m walking round here in the school yard – there are stories there are memories here
All of us have our different recollections – every one of them is Subject to Change.
Well life is different once you’re living on outside – and school days they’re a distant dream
There are times I wish that I was back there – but there are people who are counting on me
And true love it’s the perfect elixir – when the world knocks you down
Knowin’ yeah that there’s a bigger reason – well it’ll keep you hanging around.
I’m walking round here in the back yard – there are stories – there are memories here
One family and a million recollections – every one of them is Subject to Change.
Hold on tight to all the good times – in your heart
Revisit them on rainy days or when things don’t go your way
And just in time you’ll find the laugh line
That gets you through your longest day – just wait.
Sun falls on the horizon – moon climbs – takes its place
Stars shine – through the night time
Sunrise guarantees you one more day.
Hope and faith they’re the perfect elixir – When your journey’s winding down
Treasure your time yeah – play it where it lies
And never let the best of yourself slip away.
I’m walking round here on the back nine
There are stories there are memories here
One life never ending recollections
Every one of them is Subject to Change
Subject to Change – Memories are – Subject To Change
But some things are not – Subject to Change
Old friends – Always remain
True Love – Always Remains
Hope and Faith – Always Remains – Always Remains
Always remains – Always Remains – Always remains
Never to change.

I step out on the front porch – sit down in my weathered lawn chair
You know I’ve been needing to talk and with the fool moon I knew you’d be there
It’s midnight it’s January – in New England that means snow and cold
With my hat pulled down – my coffee just right
For an hour – I’ll make out alright.
Sometimes I feel sadness – sometimes I feel pain
Sometimes I feel helpless for the things I can’t change
Sometimes I feel feelings that I cannot name
But with you in this cold and this darkness I feel Warmth and Light.
I’ve been feeling a little bit more lonely of late – not uncommon for this time of year
Life it slows down – leaves me thinking about – just how things could, or should have been
I look in the mirror when it’s time to assign the blame – More than willing to share my share
I do my best to beat back my regrets, but there are some things I just can’t forget.
Sometimes I feel sorrow – sometimes I feel shame – for things that I felt – but just couldn’t say
For things that I did that I still can’t explain
But with you in this cold and this darkness – I feel Warmth and Light
Yes I feel it…
It’s time now to head back inside – get myself some much needed rest
I look up to the sky – I whisper – and sigh
I love you – I miss you – good night
And although these questions that boggle my mind – remain unanswered, I’ll
sleep well tonight
Cause there’s a voice deep within me that tells me – All in due time.
So with you in this cold and this darkness I feel it
By the light of the stars and the moon it’s revealed
Where there’s hope and there’s faith and there’s love
There will be – Warmth and Light.
Where there’s hope, where there’s faith, where there’s love
There will be Warmth and Light.

It’s not about me anymore, It’s About Love
It’s not about you, or what I think that you should do, It’s About Love
It’s not about tomorrow; it’s not about the past
In life there’s just one obligation. It’s called love.
Well you know there’s always someone else, and someone new, pushing their own way
Tomorrow there will be another game
So keep your latest craze, deep down you know there’s just one way.
It’s not about giving only if you get, It’s About Love
It’s not about things collected or amassed; It’s About Love.
It’s not that sacred destination, oh you know, the Kingdom lies within
There’s just one way out of the darkness towards the light
It’s called love.
It’s not about me anymore – It’s About Love
It’s About Love – It’s About Love.

She used to say, “Hey Tom”, when I’d sit down at the bar
Now she says, “Hey Joe”, what confused her I don’t know
I just smiled and said “How ya doing Sue”, she said “Good Joe, let me get a Bud for you.”
Now I don’t say a word, I don’t want to embarrass her
You see Joe’s my daddy’s name, and since he passed away
It makes me think of him when she calls me Joe, so I don’t mind, I don’t mind.
Now I ain’t much for signs
But I’m sure he sent those rainbows on this birthday
Outside my mama’s door
I called all the kids outside and said your grandpa’s smilin’ at you from the sky
And you know he was.
She used to say, “Hey Tom”, when I’d sit down at the bar
Now she says, “Hey Joe”, what confused her I still don’t know
But if she ever brings me a Schmidt’s instead of a Bud
Then I’ll know – Yeah… I’ll know.

Tom Potosnak

Author | Storyteller | Singer | Songwriter | Humorist

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