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Ron Pope


I miss the leaves from trees I haven't seen in fifteen years
Marry themselves to that september scent
I used to know so well
I run a thumb against the grain
My left cheek I haven't shaved in three or four days at this point
Massachusetts feels so strange right now

And I stand recalling when the carnival
Brought mystery and flames
To all three stoplights wide eyed children
Hold tight some others hands
And now as darkness ends I wish that I'd dress warmer
But I guess there's just some lessons I can't learn
So now I'm cold again, alright

Close my eyes and watch the colors change

And it's not that I don't want to wait
It's just that I can't bear to change
Wherever I go I'm wandering lost
Simple truths and circumstance
Things that aren't about romance
Wherever I go this still feels like home to me now

Then summer came and went
We all were battered by the sense that we could not keep holding on
I woke up and it was fall
And I had traveled to the ocean
I'd been baptized by the fire
That kept on been burning in new england
And would never let me sleep at night

Close my eyes and watch the colors change

And it's not that I don't want to wait
It's just that I can't bear to change
Wherever I go I'm wandering lost
Simple truths and circumstance
Things that aren't about romance
Wherever I go this still feels like home to me now

And I said I'd run 'til I'm standing in a cold driving rain
That don't need no one else 'cause I can hurt myself
I'm waiting on salvation that I haven't earned
I am fine, I am fine, this could be so much worse

And it's not that I don't want to wait
It's just that I can't bear to change
Wherever I go I'm wandering lost
Simple truths and circumstance
Things that aren't about romance
Wherever I go this still feels like home to me now