I walked away from it today
turned the key
and locked the door
for the last time
turned around
and looked behind
at the house
where I used to live
I’m sure somewhere down the road
I’ll be a stranger driving by
peeking in the windows
working up the courage
to knock
and just say “”Hi,
This is the house
where I Used to live”
This used to be my room
Down this hall
and to the right
I’d lie and listen
to the trains
running through
the night
In this house
where I used to live
Out that gate and down the block
we skinned our knees
and played tag
an just bare feet
broke some bones
right down that street
behind this house
where I used to live
But, now the rooms have all been changed
and so many walls are gone
nothing looks the same
all I can do
is walk away
for the last time
from the house
where I used to live
where I used to live