Hickory Forest Preserve
by Cest-La-Vie on October 12, 2011On a park bench
Not too far from where we first met
Or, where I first laid eyes on you
You were sitting alone
Counting leaves, or speckled stones
Or something. But you weren’t in this world
And I just thought
Maybe I could build a rocket ship
Fly away from Middle America
Away from everything that’s been holding me down
I’d find you out there, somewhere, saying
I’ve been waiting, only waiting
And we don’t need this empty town
You stood up and walked away
I couldn’t find the words to say
I couldn’t let you leave until I did
Didn’t know where I was going
All this time, I never found out
I just followed as long as I could
I just thought
Maybe I could build a time machine
Fly away from Modern America
Away from everything that’s been holding me down
I’d find you back there, counting red leaves
And waiting, only waiting
For a reason to leave this empty town
Maybe we could build a mansion
Near a crater out on Mars
Away from everything that’s been holding us down
They won’t find us out there, dreaming
They won’t find us dreaming
Of the day we leave this empty town
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