It once formed a crooked line
Heel to toe, I’d follow it
But as years pass by, it’s presence has faded
over time
The ground, now a bright green
Oh, how my soul misses the brown path
The dead grass symbolized an era gone by.
It once formed a crooked line
Heel to toe, I’d follow it
But as years pass by, it’s presence has faded
over time
The ground, now a bright green
Oh, how my soul misses the brown path
The dead grass symbolized an era gone by.