Treasure Island

nick trager

(12-21-1991 / hinsdale hospital)

RUN


Run, to the end of the street
Run, to the end of the thirty yard line
Run, to that new boardwalk street sign
Run, to where the cows are tipped
Run, past the midnight stars
Run, to where no one can run
Run, past the golden fields
Run, to where words can’t describe
Run, to where history was blind
Run, where the birds my fly
Run, to the big blue sea that shines
And run, where no one would dare to run so why not just run

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Edited: Thursday, April 10, 2008

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