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To all the years full of front porch stories

Failed plans and procrastination

To r.a.g.n.

sowing what others may implore

I’ve been broke and forlorn and caught out with the best at acca yard

Oh it just goes to show, to desert friends like these streets

I would be crazy

To all the years full of backyard parties

Winters in hibernation

To assaulting views with dominion at our door

Healing but scarred

There’s bullet holes in a porch in jackson ward

Oh it just goes to show, to desert friends like these streets

I would be crazy

It goes to show, to dessert friends like these streets

I would be crazy

I sat back to consider what has been within a decade counted

Should i fly?

should i settle?

Will i find peace in time, in the face of growing old?

To all the years full of untold stories

Futures free of isolation

To all those gone who in thought and heart live on

On and on you never gave up and i got this far

Oh it just goes to show, with friends like these to leave

I would be crazy

It goes to show, with friends like these to leave

I would be crazy