Texty: Uncle Tupelo. Still Feel Gone. Looking For A Way Out.

when you find you can't somehow
make it like all the rest
you won't need to scrounge aroundfor someone else
torn between the unknown
and the place that you call home
and the life you want but have never known

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone

what has a life of fifty years
in this town done for you
except to earn your nameand place on a barstool
you spent your whole life in this county
you've never been out of state
you say you're gonna make it outbefore it's too late

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone

there was a time when nothing seemedto make much sensethat's turned more intense
and all the crutches you've kept around
now are nowhere to be found

remember when you didn't have
to look ahead or behind you
there was always something right there to do
but now it's life in some kind of traplooking for a way out
well, you keep moving onthat's what it's all about

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone