Sweet Rolling Down
And I think that it’s the last time
Wearing a frown
But these feelings will turn on a dime
Once we were young
And the place was right for our time
But now all these songs
Have so little reason or rhyme
And winter and summer will all look the same
When they’re gone
It all seems so clear in this place
Where the feeling’s gone wrong
It’s so hard to care for a place where you’re always alone
The player’s have finished
It’s time we get on with the show
To act out our bit, and stumble a bow as we go
And why we will care
Is the one thing we may never know
And I wonder what happens
When we don’t live here any more
And memories hang like a wraith on the stoop by the door
It’s not like it’s something that we’ve never seen before
credits
from No Name CD,
released December 24, 2010
Music and Lyrics: Frank Leidt
Keyboards: Larry (LJ) Neff
All else: Frank Leidt
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