Half An Hour Away was written in 30 minutes. Longtime guitar playing and singing friend Miki said she was going to read to some young kids at their bedtime, and she would be back in half an hour. "Write a song!" she said leaving the room. So I did.
...After she came back downstairs I left to play a show at The Plough & Stars Irish pub off 4th and Clement in SF. At the time I was told by owner S. from across the bar, along with a serious Guinness pour, that I was the only Yank playin’ there…The good old days.
Lyrics
Half An Hour Away
- by David Elias
I wish I had a field of corn
Or half a rag to keep me warm
A bag of bones to blow my horn
Time to fade away
I wish I had a bowl of wheat
Or half an ear to keep the beat
See me on a one way street
Half an hour away
Old time
Old time old time
Half an hour away
I wish I had a room of gin
And all the keys to lock me in
Never see my face again
Time to fade away
I wish there was a world of green
And half the time to be unseen
Never what you really mean
Half an hour away
Old time
Old time old time
Half an hour away
I’ll look for you in dreams come true
When all you see is what you do
Never mind the world you knew
Half an hour away
Old time
Old time old time
Half an hour away
