Findlay, Ohio 1968
(专辑: One Lost Day - 2015)
Findlay Ohio, 1968, poking hot tar bubbles With a
stick on the
driveway Grammy's a
Republican, Nixon is her man In 2
years time, Ohio will be up in flames I
like the
smell of the
trash and leaves Burning in the
cans Roger is the
boy next door he's a
wanderer, he starts With his hands… Cathy's the
outcast we're nice but we steer clear Everyone says watch out for her mom The
word is she's crazy she's always drinking beer Cathy's dad never came back from Vietnam I
like the
smell of the
trash and leaves burning in the
cans Roger is the
boy next door he's a
wanderer He starts by holding my hand Scared, curious, raised up nice, but furious What happens to a
fence-scaling girl If you catch your pants on top, first you're stuck and then you drop You'll look back and first you feel the
thrill And then… I
wasn't into poetry, but Sexton changed all that “The awful Rowing” past in tow and sinking slowly Listless and listing the
things that I
leave behind, So unkind, the
pull of history We drove in a
station wagon, wheels soft slapping Trenton on the
turnpike The
smell of the
refineries rushes back to me And how I
loved the
lights Scared but curious, raised up right but furious What happens to a
fence-scaling girl If you catch your pants on top, first you're stuck and then you drop You'll look back and first you'll feel the
thrill