Once I smelled daffodils when it should have been Detroit, but now I only hear this longing loudness of lonely silence, such ear shattering quiet. And me with my senses defenseless just as I was. Please do know I'm ruthful, please know I care. This freedom is a jail. Like a penny on a rail, time, empty time, runs me over like a train, leaves me there naked, and drowns me in its rain. Is it music, is it madness? Is it water, is it wood? Is it flowers, is it outhouse? Am I evil, am I good? And why does my loneliness, these lackings, exploit? And why smell i daffodils when I'm driving through Detroit?
First Played: January 29, 1997 1470 West - Dayton, OH
Last Played: September 2, 2022 J&M Ranch - Ansonia, OH
# Times Played: 252
% Played: 12.61 %
Shows Since 1st Played: 1999
Shows Since Last Played: 65
1st set: 207
2nd set: 44
3nd set: 0
Encore: 1