Treasure Island

peter francis


A Stroll Home


A Stroll Home

It’s time for the night to lay,
It’s darkness upon the day.
Strolling home alone, again.

All the stores have closed,
An empty city has exposed.
Strolling home alone, again.

Nobody around at all,
To watch the snowfall.
Strolling home alone, again.

When the sirens ring the silence does shatter,
All the Mexicans boys do scatter.
Strolling home alone, again.

With a heavy stink on my breath,
No hope and no money left.
Strolling home alone, again.

Listening to Shane cry,
I dream of a western sky.
Strolling home alone, again.

And when the sun begins to ascend,
My journey closes and comes to an end.
Strolling home alone, again.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Edited: Monday, January 24, 2011

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