All you want to say to me,
Is that we better take things slow.
Worried that I’m gonna’ leave,
Yet there’s no change of heart to show.

I’m apologizing always,
I mention,
That’s not my intention,
So sorry you believe I will go.

But don’t you worry,
About a thing.
Listen to me,
There’s nowhere I’d rather be.


A story rich with intrigue,
Is it be one I’ve incorrectly spun?
I love your independence,
But only love can hide a smoking gun.

Just like Ophelia,
Or the player’s queen,
It appears to me,
These colors don’t quite run.

But don’t you worry,
About a thing.
Listen to me,
There’s nowhere I’d rather be.


I had a talk with myself again,
It appears you’ve got him tangled too.
Maybe I’m foolish twice-over?

But I want something better,
Than lame conversation to do.


Why can’t I ever find you,
Not surrounded by Mars in droves?
Mama never gave you a brother,
So who was that walking you home?

Oh, consider these regrets,
I’m not Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, or Thursday,
Or content as the Friday show.

But don’t you worry,
Please don’t explain.
Listen to me,
There’s somewhere I’ve got to be.

Yes, there’s somewhere I’ve got to be.


from Josephine & Assorted Train Songs, released August 1, 2015
Music & lyrics © 2015 Tim Vitullo

Tim Vitullo - Guitars & Vocals
Chris Skelly - Bass Guitar
Brent McConnell - Drums
Ryan Mocniak - Tenor Saxophone
Rich Pantaleo - Trumpet
Collin Binko - Baritone Saxophone
Natalie Hatcher - Vocals


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