Next Time Around

Then came question and it was about time
The answer came back and it was alone
The house it was built by so men in around
But water ??? came on his talented son

Who wrote me a dialogue set to two
Always you told me of being loved
Except for the stories about God and you
Do you still live there, in Bufallo

They put up the walls, no more to say
Nobody stopped to ask why it was done
The stream was too far and the rains to high
So into the city the river did rise
Because of the architect the buildings felt all
Smothered and drowned all the seeds that you sowed
I wish I was somewhere but not in this town
Maybe the ocean next time around

I seem to remember the face and the name
But if its not you I dont care
I know of changes, but nothing will change you
To see(?) all the sailor, who sings in his laugh

Then Ill turn and he won't be there,
Dusky black windows to light the dark stair
Candles will nod in the musty air
Oh, with the flames for as many as the years