The Michael Berry Show

I saw roses choking in the grass

Flaking pipe and a broken window plate

A mailbox barely standing by the driveway

I can almost read the name

A swing set and forgotten toys

Where little girls and boys played happy games

Everything I ever cared about has gone out

But the memory still remains

The old man from the house across the street at thousand gold

And I said fine

But the expression on his face would make a thing

That he could almost read my mind

That Johnson boy from down the road was asking

If the kids could come and play

Lord, I wish I could have told him

But I just said I guess I'm not today

I just came home and counted everything

But I've been counting in my mind

I just came home and counted in

All the better day and time

I'm going to do something real quick

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