Endless Walkers
Words and music by Jim Gilkeson
©Copyright, 2019, by Jim Gilkeson. All rights reserved.
 
 
 
 
 


Lyrics:
Tina: There never was a time when Tina didn’t feel like a stranger / She grew up in a war and her family was never out of danger / People around her thought she was some kind of angel / But the ones who knew her close got a dose of her sadness and anger

She went a little nuts and the rumors around her spread / She didn’t like the pills and she didn’t mind the voices in her head / Except when they told they thought she’d be better off dead / But Tina never listened to anything anyone said!

Tina sees lights in the Southern sky / She’s an Endless Walker in a Tiger’s Eye / Gotta make sure they see me this time / Don’t you dare to pass me by! / TAKE ME! I been stranded here too long / No one’s going to notice when I’m gone / I’m all right, Lord, but it’s been too too long / I’m an Endless Walker, Lord / ’Til you take me home

Panda; There was never a time when Panda felt right in his own skin/His mind was either all the way out, or all the way in / His days were backwards and crazy, but that’s not a sin / And he wondered at night if his light would ever shine again

Nobody asks, and Panda never talks anymore / About a little souvenir he brought home in his blood from the war / They sent him up to Mayo, but he never figured out what for / He rambled when he talked, but didn’t balk when he walked out the door

People see Panda and their minds just freeze / He tells ‘em where to go in Vietnamese / Panda sees lights in the Southern Sky / He’s an Endless Walker in a Tiger’s Eye / TAKE ME! I been stranded here too long / No one’s going to notice when I’m gone / I’m all right, Lord, but it’s been too too long / I’m an Endless Walker, Lord / ’Til you take me home

Panda & Tina
Panda met Tina one night, they were standing in line / Waiting for their dinner downtown at 2th Street and Vine / Panda made a joke about some deadly Kansas City wine /  “The way I’m feelin’ tonight, she said, “even that would be fine!”

Panda told Tina his name means “Everything flows” / And she was a queen, she said, just disregard her clothes/ Downtown they’re a pair of faces that everyone knows / They hold hands like friends when the sidewalk bends, or the wind blows.


 

A fantasy about Endless Walkers, who, like Estha, a character in The God of Small Things, spend their days in solo motion along the roadsides. Every town has at least one. Here, a couple I used to see endlessly walking the uneven sidewalks off downtown Lawrence, KS. Silently, slowly, hand in hand, they tread a path, perhaps an unearthly one, that only they can see.

Jim: vocals, ac. guitar

Reed: drums

Uffe: lead guitar and bass

Ria: vocals

Young stick,
what makes you tick?
Signifyin,' always tryin'
To make the magic scene
They got people on highs here,
people on lows
Highs and lows
And everything in between . . .

 
I guess your angels really get a kick out of you
Nobody knows you, nobody owns you
Or cares what you do
So do it all! Do it now!
Do it from your heart!
'Cause you never ever look as good
As you do when you're falling . . .  falling apart    
'Cause you never ever look as good
As you do when you're falling  . . .