Dateline - Loudon Wainwright III

It’s yet a day, when in fact it’s tomorrow

What you’re feeling now, is just the day’s joy and sorrow

Your future’s secure though, forever somehow

It’s already over, what’s going on now

It’s already happened, what’s happening right now

When you come over here, you lose a whole day

You’ll never get it back until you get back that way

Out in the ocean they drew a date line

Use your imagination, you can stop time

Time stands still when you imagine that line

Just imagine it!

Well, he’s in some mower, just a few-hour flight

From the chicken days in Tongo, but it’s never quite right

Always hands the flowers, all of her day

But that man up in the morrow, else is just a day

‘Cause when you day to cross the date line, it’s never the day

After a while, it’s all a disaster

That’s when yesterday starts to feel like the day after

You factor in time zones and do all the math

And you equit the widow-water dreams down in the bath

When I come up, baby, back home there in L. A

That’s all already happened, so there’s not a lot to say

If I die here in Sydney, I tell her on the phone

I can’t redeem the day I lost, and she’ll be all alone

I won’t get that day back ‘til they ship my ashes home

All my ashes!

Remove your wrist watch and clunk your digital clock

If you don’t wanna suffer from a temporal shock

The future’s secure though, forever somehow

It’s already over, what’s going on now

It’s already happened, what’s happening right now

That’s right, now, it’s already past what’s present right now