Spent time far away,
Spent your days lost in grey
And wishes i suppose
Mean nothing when
They’re tossed away.
And your form and your face,
Like some place that i knew
Still return to me now.
Oh well, i suppose
I’ve gone beyond
Caring for those
Who think like you.
And yes, i suppose
You were that way.
And yes, i suppose
I came to find…
All the way
To boylan heights-
How are you?
All the way but not today
They came looking for me.
All the way down to the park
And i never saw you there.