The Promotion
I got a big promotion
I supervise my crew
I'm the one who leads them
And tells them what to do
We tear down vacant houses
So new buildings can be built
Nobody ever lives there
So, we're never filled with guilt
The first house that we worked on
Was such a big surprise
This beautiful house stood empty
I could hardly believe my eyes
The yard was filled with flowers
It even had a swing
A dinner bell was on the porch
I could almost hear it ring
A smile came across my face
As a tear rolled down my cheek
To destroy all these memories
Truly made me weak
An oil stain in the driveway
Where a truck would sometimes sit
A patio in the backyard
Where the grill was often lit
There was even a swimming pool
Where the kids could all get wet
Truly, a place of happiness
That no one could forget
Asking me to tear this down
Was more than I could give
For this is where I grew up
The place I used to live
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