Old neighborhood
New shops
Old coffee joint
New faces
Same land
New roads
Old places
Where we used to go
The only consistency
Is change
Old setups
Now rearranged
Accept what moves on without you
Accept the little things
And the big ones too
Know that consistency is impossible
Ideally unreliable
Know the new faces
Know the new names
The harder you try to resist
The harder your fall
And more the pain
Turn down
Where we used to roam
Put down your hands
And hang up the phone
These streets
We used to call our own
But many days have passed
And now it seems distant
Irrelevant
The places we used to go
Filled up with words
Unknown
Taking the back road
Coming through
The only way I’ve ever known
Not the glamor
Or the glory
Rather a quiet ride
With a depth of story
Where the rivers run slower
The woods swollen with bugs
Mid summer journey
Through fields and schrubs
The world I know
The world I grew up
Knowing my roots
And giving them love
The stories I’ve heard
People I’ve met
Down on the south side
Due east of the Calumet
Roads home
Roads unknown
The more I travel
The less I have known
Follow me west
Together we stride
As we make our way
In this life
One day it all changes
The rules
The game
Never the same
Moving trends
Difficult expenses
Soon the world
Will refer to the game
As past tenses
I game I knew
I played
I grew
But the game is changing
Changing
At increasing speed
Soon it may be gone indeed
VERSE I
Summer parks
Cool pools
Picking up
And skipping school
Can’t wait until the weekend
Make it out of this place
Getting in trouble
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright moons
VERSE II
We ran from park to park
Staying light and free
Dodging all the eyes
Looking at you and me
Just hold on
We are inches from being free
CHORUS
Getting in trouble
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright full moons
BRIDGE
We make our way
In this life
Holding hand
Feeling alright
Sand and swings
Let’s make this moment
Everything
Getting in trouble
A bit too soon
But bring me those summer nights
And bright full moons
We can’t talk about yesterday
When the vitals
Are happening right now
In the moment
When the words fall short
No returning to precious fair
Previous affairs
I hold concern for the current
Not the past
But words craft
A simple talking point
When the conversations been lost
How we spend time
Dwelling on
Yesterday’s wars
When tomorrow’s are
Sitting on our front door
Back from the depths
Of despair and loathing
My mind settles
On a rate
More running
Then floating
Bring in days new and open
In the wide open
I know you want security
Hope and a home
Somewhere to go
To be alone
You and me
How do we balance
Freedom
With a sense of equality
To be loved
Yet not alone
When our legs our tired
To find a home
When the money comes through
When the investment pays off
Might be tomorrow
Or never
The life we live
We have chosen and embraced freely
The roll call being made
Reminds us of the toll it takes
Hello
Back again
I am
How is it that when
The open road calls
The mind goes quiet
Simply put
But back in my chair
Armed with new ideas
Opportunities
New experiences from
Across the country
Again I write
I reunite with a friend
I truly
Begin again
