Greg Macpherson The Day The Water Dried Up From The Tap
I walked beside the old train station
I looked inside the store front windows
There wasn't anybody in there
There wasn't anybody on the street
Mid afternoon in late July
The sun was burning on the parks
The trees were silent
A thousand years of thinking hard and writing none of it down
Down the street a water main break
On the roof alcohol and something hard
The day the water dried up from the taps
All the fear and aggravation
The day the water dried up from the taps
On the street a conversation
On the street a conversation
Foul language and a muscle car
There wasn't anybody in there
There wasn't anybody on the street
Flashing like teeth or flashing lights
The sun was burning on the parks
The trees were silent
A thousand years of thinking hard and writing none of it down
Down the street a water main break
On the roof alcohol and something hard
The day the water dried up from the taps
All the fear and aggravation
The day the water dried up from the taps
On the street a conversation