Then came question and it was about time 
The answer came back and it was long 
The house it was built by so men in rhyme 
But whatever came of his talented son 

Who wrote me a dialogue set a tune 
Always you told me of being alone 
Except for the stories about God and you 
And do you still live there, in Bufallo 

They put up the walls, no more to say 
Nobody stopped to ask why it was done 
The stream was too far and the rains to high 
So into the city the river did run 
Because of the architect the buildings fell down 
Smothered and drowned all the seeds that you sowed 
I wish I was somewhere but not in this town 
Maybe the ocean next time around 

I seem to remember the face and the name 
But if it's not you I don't care 
I know of changes, but nothing would change you 
To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair 

Then I'll turn and he won't be there, 
Dusky black windows to light the dark stair 
Candles will nod in the musty air 
Oh, with the flames for as many as the years

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