Never liked my house
or maybe it was my dad
only i know
and im not talking
to myself
I lived with my grandparents
We all slept in the living room
Their cigarette smoke tucked me in
and lulled me to sleep
While the Gun rack watched over me
with all of its ancient rifles
From battles long since over but never won
My grandfather always woke up first
Even before the Sun
even before the grandson
We lived in a different time in that same place
Like 1963 forever
As I got older I never could find
where all the time went
