You chose to draw, houses often fall
The past effected everything around you
Seasons change to Fall, you were on the clock
Your face and movement all ripped away from you
I’m always down these train tracks when the summer comes
Taking them back to way back from where the river runs
On the brick work steps, I see the setting sun
Forced ambience we’re almost there again
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