Long ago and seasons past

In a town far away

I knew the world threw Metroparks

And mixtapes I had made

I would ride uneven grounds

Warped and buckled bike paths

And every harsh cicada sound

Blew alarms in my past

And the summer walked all over me

As I rolled over it

I was 19 fighting in the work force

And I didn't give a shit

I fled in tears my college town

Leaving untaken paths

I found the youth lust smothering

And urgent did seem my tasks

When at last October came

And I had started a band

The lonely birds of Kensington

No longer ate from my hand

And the autumn's honeyed entropy

Made haste my welcome guest

I was 19 moving to the city

Making love with trust and debt