Echos from the distant past
Hide out in dusty stations
Waiting for the Midnight train to Georgia.
Feet ******* with burning cramps
Stumble through the buttercups
That always used to turn chins yellow.
But my-oh-my there’s cherry pie
Baking in the oven
That used to cook on Douglas Street.
Good grief never did exist,
I’m sorry Charlie Brown-
You need to find a new phrase.
The Ferris wheel goes up and down
Without a sound except for all
The children screaming as they fall.
Why did my Daddy **** his hand off of my leg
When Mom walked past the bedroom door.
Why can’t I manage to forget
That I have nothing to remember.
ljm
Have you ever thought there could be something in your past you should remember but you just can't and maybe it's on purpose.