In the town where I grew up, there's a man and life he tamed -
He would walk down those streets in his suits tailor made.
Smile to wide and talk so loud, I would wonder bout his house
and what he did at night, when the rest of us would sleep.
The leather shoes come off, his suits gets wrinkled in his armchair by the fireplace he laughs
Says, yes i'm doing well, yeah I'm doing alright.
You know what I bet. I bet he didn't sleep right through the night.
Well I aint got no fancy shoes, least back here thats what I say
How could I explain, of life and all her precious ways.
Like that note in the post, that came the other day, telling tales of my dear friend,
and how she took herself away.
Formalities wear off, all the things I'd planned to say got lost inside my muddled thoughts.
They remark, you're looking well. After all I heard, that its quite a ways to come,
We didn't think you would.
Well in the grove behind this home there lived an owl he lived alone
Since his mother's father's father, got moved on by the burbs.
He had a bird on this here hill, I dont know if she's still around
Spreading outwards ever onwards, the city takes new ground.
He used to sing...
The pickings they get tough, but I aint gonna run around worrying my feathers off
If I'm alive then I'm well, and I've been living so I'm alright.
And he flies off into the night,
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