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Lyrics: Grant
I recall a schoolboy coming homethrough fields of caneto a house of tin and timberand in the skya rain of falling cindersfrom time to timethe waste memory-wastes
I recall a boy in bigger pantslike everyonejust waiting for a chancehis father's watchhe left it in the showersfrom time to timethe waste memory-wastes
I recall a bigger brighter worlda world of booksand silent times in thoughtand then the railroadthe railroad takes him homethrough fields of cattlethrough fields of canefrom time to timethe waste memory-wastesthe waste memory-wastesfurther, longer, higher, older
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