| I recall a schoolboy coming home
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| Through fields of cane
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| To a house of tin and timber
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| And in the sky
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| A rain of falling cinders
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| From time to time
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| The waste memory-wastes
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| I recall a boy in bigger pants
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| Like everyone
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| Just waiting for a chance
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| His father’s watch
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| He left it in the showers
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| From time to time
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| The waste memory-wastes
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| I recall a bigger brighter world
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| A world of books
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| And silent times in thought
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| And then the railroad
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| The railroad takes him home
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| Through fields of cattle
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| Through fields of cane
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| From time to time
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| The waste memory-wastes
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| The waste memory-wastes
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| Further, longer, higher, older |