David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
David Wilcox
She wanted to move
She wanted to try something new
She wanted to live in San Francisco
In a place with a view
She wanted the sound. She wanted the life all around
She wanted the fun and the action of a livelier town
But he...
He would still disagree
'cause he loved the stillness of morning
And the wind in the trees
He needed the stars. He needed to say: "This is ours."
And look at a field and a pasture
And a road with no cars
He wanted a farm. He wanted a horse in a barn
He wanted a life in the country, far from the town
So they...
They chose to stay;
They found a place where they hoped
They might both have their way
Surprise! But that compromise
Was a life in the suburbs
That they both could despise
With nothing of either, yes and too much of each
The things that they wanted were both out of reach:
No land for the garden, but too far from the stores
No new folk to talk to, but loud neighbors next door
Though traffic was endless, no one stepped outside
An outpost of loners who've come there to hide
Now why they stayed, all those years
The answer can't be found
But there they were, there they fought
And there they stood their ground
In my hometown