Gassed And Stoked - Loss Lyrics - Reed Lou

Well, you covered your tracks 

and now I can't see you 

You had your ashes scattered at sea 

There's no grave to visit no tombstone to look at 

You were in the NY Times obituary 

There's no record no tape no book no movie 

Some photographs and memories 

Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake 

and this is what I hear 

This is no longer a working number baby 

Please redial your call 

This is no longer a working number 

Your party doesn't live here anymore 

This is no longer a working number 

if you still require help 

Stay on the line and an operator 

will try to bail you out 

I knew I should have seen you that Thursday 

I knew I shouldn't have left 

But you sounded so good your spirits so up 

I thought I'd see you next week 

I say over and over if I had half a brain 

if I had half a brain in my head 

I wouldn't sit here dialing a wrong number 

and listening to what some recording said 

I knew I should have written, written things down 

I always say I'll never forget 

Who can forget a one-eyed pilot 

Who's a concert pianist 

A painter a poet a ongwriter supreme 

My friends are blending in my head 

They're melding into one great spirit 

and that spirit isn't dead 

Now I may not remember everything that you said 

but I remember all the things you've done 

And not a day goes by not an hour 

when I don't try to be like you 

You were gassed, stoked and rarin' to go 

and you were that way all the time 

So I guess you know why I'm laughing at myselves 

every time I dial the wrong line 

This is no longer a working number baby