There’s a new place on the market
It’s hiding in the city sprawl
The kids that used to paint there
Left portraits on the walls
And eye to eye with this face
It winked at me and I did suppose
That these aren’t walls at all
They’re painted over
that familiar
Just footsteps the railroad tracks
Some riders used
the
I to read their novels
The no
I these books at
you to hide
I only know well
Responded to
promise I will never
have got to
only want you
truth
you think you
There’s new place
ten quite dance
me would know
well to live there once