From the recording Devil Rail

DeFuniak Springs (John Zipperer) 5:23
John Zipperer - lead vocal
Nick Kirgo - acoustic and electric guitar
David Sutton - bass
Dave Beyer - drums

Lyrics

I’m sitting in DeFuniak looking through my old backpack trying to find way to get back home
But there is no nav or GPS or fancy map that can address a way to turn our house back to a home
And it feels like a catastrophe that you’re not coming back to me and all I can do is pretend
This book of jokes that is my life this wondering without a wife is ever really ever going to end.

I’ve got to fly in my mind in my mind to the time spent with you
I’ve got to go back in time cause that’s all I can do

Well, I’m waiting here in Jacksonville trying to muster up the will to find the words to help me to atone
But that train just keeps on clacking by no one even turns an eye to see the man who’ll always be alone.
I can’t see any reason why I should get up or even try to find me a new lover or a friend
I always thought we’d be together through love and life and all the weather that could bring our story to an end.

I’ve got to fly in my mind in my mind to the time spent with you
I’ve got to go back in time cause that’s all I can do

I’m hanging out In Orlando pickin’ on an old banjo playing outside the mousetrap for some dough
It’s much too hot to stop and listen folks just walk on by and glisten I still can’t decide which way to go.
I’ve got to find a new arrangement that defies our old estrangement and just might rearrange a life with you
I’m thinking that I’m out of time and I can’t find a single rhyme suggesting what it is that I should do

I’ve got to fly in my mind in my mind to the time spent with you
I’ve got to go back in time cause that’s all I can do

Sitting here in Islamorada thinking that I really aught’a find a phone and get a hold of you
But your voice keeps ringing in my ears with all the anger and the tears I know there’s only one thing I can do.
So I sing this song again as if it were my only friend the only mark upon my rolling stone
An all my words turn back on me with all the mediocrity that defines a man when he’s alone

I’ve got to fly in my mind in my mind to the time spent with you
I’ve got to go back in time to when our love was new
I’ve got to fly in my mind to a love that was true
I hope you don’t mind that I’m still loving you