where i lived it was clean / divide by three / don’t slow it down / just point it towards the rectory / rotting trees lined the streets / rotting leaves pined for feet / the ghost, the height, the hi-beams followed fast, mistake me / scattered beggars / gone but not away / strangled days lay in waste / by the banks the lakes are turned aside / they wait and hide for higher stakes / i was green but not gone / i was sick but not wrong / i felt a breeze confuse the trees before it moved along / scattered beggars / gone but not away / when i pushed back from the table / stable for so long / and i knew that I'd been hanging on common custom / scattered beggars / gone but not away
