Iceman from Silver Sound by The Brother Jonathan

Venus is waiting in the wings now
For another opportunity with Mars
She incensed him by calling him a stagehand
Under the stars

If I was a forty thousand-year-old iceman
And I saw you come walking off a plane
I would definitely ask you out to dinner
How’s later tonight

Later tonight it’s a wild place
With its own color and taste
Later tonight has a mind of its own
And no direction home

If I was a forty thousand-year-old iceman
Stranded in a chunk of permafrost
And I saw you walking around the airport
I’d come back to life

And of all the million ways to miss you
And of all the times I’ve heard us say goodbye
To see you finally and to kiss you
Later tonight

Later tonight it’s a wild place
With its own color and taste
Later tonight has a mind of its own
And no direction home

• Alternative
• acoustic pop
• alt-country
• alternative country rock
• folk rock
• singer-songwriter
• California