like an empty bottle washed up by the waves   like an old scooter slippin slowly to its grave   like ghosts of old sailors caught somewhere in time   like a lone palm watch the world unwind     nowhere to go and nowhere to be  trinidad charlie on a stool next to me  redin his book about the have and have-nots  in between chapters we take another shot  and one by one we slide from reality  with nowhere to go and nowhere to be    theres jerk chhicken on the grill  surre feels good for some time to be still  even if its only for a little while  sight of the sails in the wind makes me smile    days turn into night  when youre stuck in still life    and you got nowhere to go nowhere to be  trinidad charlie on a stool next to me  readin his bok bout the have and have-nots  in between chapters we take another shot  and one by one we slide from reality  with nowhere to go nowhere to be    these lyrics are submitted by LeAnna