clocks

January 19, 2009
By Catelynn Heagle, Eagle Pass, TX

There’s not much time before I go.
Not a lot of ticking on the clock.
I’ll be missing you, I know.
Crying as I walk around the block.

Crying as I walk around the block.
Thinking as you as I want to talk.
I close my suitcase. Now it’s locked.
On I go as I walk,

On I go as I walk,
I turn around, wanna come back.
I look around, as I moonwalk.
I pay for the postcard, with cashback.

I pay for the postcard, with cashback.
I start to cry, I miss you all.
I wipe my tears and start to talk.
Quick now before I ball,

Quick now before I ball (cry),
I think I need a quick last hug.
I turn around, I slip, and fall
i rip my dress, doing the jitterbug.

I rip my dress, doing the jitterbug,
I start to cry, I yell FAREWELL.
I slip in the mud.
I hide in the stairwell.

There’s not much time before I go.
Not a lot of ticking on the clock.
I’ll be missing you, I know.
Crying as I walk around the block.



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