| Some suburban afternoon
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| I rode down Ashley to the tracks
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| Hoped the train would come by soon
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| But you came and called me back in
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| Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall
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| Halloween is best of all
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| With grass so high, streets so long
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| It takes forever to get home
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| In the kitchen after dark
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| On a hot, late summer’s night
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| Fans revolve and dogs they bark
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| Moths are drawn by candle light
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| Screen doors slam, street lights go on
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| Mothers call their children home
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| Know who I am and where I’m from
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| And I know I’ll soon be going
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| Beyond the fence, rivers flow
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| Rain and sun, ice and snow
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| Through streets so wide, days so long
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| It takes forever to get home
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| Between the river and the rail
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| Skin and bone, tooth and nail
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| With hopes so high, years so long
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| It takes forever to get home
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| Some suburban afternoon
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| I rode down Ashley to the tracks
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| Hoped the train would come by soon
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| But you came and called me back
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| Came and called me back
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| But you came and called me back |