Changes in Latitudes Changes in AttitudesI

I took off for a weekend last month just to try recall the whole year All of the faces and all of the places, wondering where they all disappeared. I didn't ponder the question too long I was hungry and went out for a bite Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinking all night It's those changes in latitudes changes in attitudes, nothing remains quite the same All of our running and all of our cunning if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane reading departure signs in some big airports remind me of the places I've been Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure makes me want to go back again If it suddenly ended tomorrow I could somehow adjust to the fall good times and riches and son of a bitches I've seen more than I can recall These changes in latitiudes changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same through all of the island and all of the highlands if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine I wish I could jump on a plane So many nights I just dream of the ocean God I wish I was sailing again Yesterday's over my shoulder so I can't look back for too long there's just too much to see waiting in front of me and I know that I just can't go wrong With those's those changes in attitudes changes in latitudes nothing remains quite the same with all of my running and all of my cunning If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane If we weren't all crazy we would go insane.