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country dirt roads –
this walk is not the same without you -
right here – by me – the twig I trip over is you -
over – this bridge – the memories of the past times
look up – past the trees – and to the left –
the broken house that you lived in -
good times was all we had –
concrete slabs spray painted -
leaves me pictures of you -
I patiently wait… (the place we played) for you -
I silently pray…(you'll find a way) for you -
the top – of this tree – where we could see for miles -
stories – of the times – the testimonies of our lives -
smell the air – take a breath – fall asleep and listen in -
we learn a lot from experiences, but it's no good if we don't change. -
good times was all we had – concrete slabs spray painted -
leaves me pictures of you - I patiently wait… for you -
I silently pray… for you
close your eyes (It's time to move on to the new.) -
hold on tight (forget the past, forget old ‘you'.) -
we'll be alright (look to the new pasture.) -
close your eyes (the past won't meet your future.) -
the field – the creek - where the fort we built I think still lay -
crooked branches with our names - still engraved -
they'll stay the same.