Time for another
Asked my brother
Yesterday
What do you say
Trying to be kind
I said, I don't mind
In the park
It was after dark
Dragging through the rubble
We were caught between our troubles
Blackened by the smoke
And the endless joke
We sat on the swings
And I began to sing
Of old mountain fables
Kitchen tables
And the Silk Road
It had just snowed
Dragging through the rubble
We were caught between our troubles