Thursday, September 5, 2013

In your old house (2009)



In your old house
Where you learned to crawl
And wrote your name upon the wall
A wooden bat, a glove and ball
In your old house

In your old house
Smells like cigarettes
Acts of faith, last regrets
A portrait of your favorite pets
In your old house

In your old house
Around Christmastime
You spent every dollar, nickel and dime
On a man who sang but couldn't rhyme
In your old house

In your old house
Wrapped in wedded bliss
And a cold betrayal with a kiss
Today I cry because of this
In your old house

In your old house
Where you grew up poor
A rifle hangs above the door
A camera makes you smile more
In your old house

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