Omak 1967
Being from Omak is like being
From the center of the universe.
Both of them are from way out
In outer space
And once you get that far out
You have just gone too far
Most of the time it felt like the world
Was spinning somewhere too far away
You really had to go out of your way
To get to either place
And once you get there you
Probably aren't aren't turning around back
Being from Omak was just as
Hard as finding the center of gravity.
Life is simple at the center of the universe
When you find your destination
This life is a journey
And I am learning to enjoy the adventure
Even though I 'm big on the remorse
From time to time just to even things out
Being from Omak was like being a kid at the Carnival
Expectant, Bug-Eyed & Pretty Naïve
Just waiting to take another ride with that
Hot new chick from your Literature Class
She is wearing a turquoise gauze blouse
And you're really hoping that you can
Get your hand up her shirt
And feel around in that delicate world
Being from Omak was wanting to drive
Your parent's cars around in the summer at night
And think nothing of nothing but girls
And beer and maybe the bastard who store your cigarettes
Sometimes guys were a bit nerthanderthal
Punching and hitting each other hard
Smoking out in the garage under the hood
Of the car fixing the carburetor and timing your
Chain so you can go faster than any other hood from
Okanogan to Tonasket
Being from Omak made you look up to heaven
To the Center of the Universe
And say why put me here
There must be a reason I'm filling this spot
Some plans must have been made but I have not been told
And I don't understand how I got to this place.
Fate drops us down in our places
I have been told
In a previous life
I must have been out of aces
I had to walk the gang plank
And when I awoke it was like being from Omak
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