I'll make a way for you
With paths that only you and I know
You'll carry home with you
For where you will go we'll be there too
Dressed in our coats and our Sunday shoes
We'll build our city as we choose
Cereal boxes paper and glue
And there we will wait for you
On our sky scrapers with telescope hands
A prodigal homecoming band
So look to me friend
If your feet can walk I think that mine can
Too young to laugh too old for crying
As fortunate souls we filled our homes with brighter years
These things I hope to be true
In our city made of bedsheets and brooms
We'll not let our sore souls intrude
As finally now I do believe
The old silver creek and the sound of the streets
Were something of warmth and home to me
For though they so vividly conspired
They quickly regress for the mind to retire
A squirrel trapezing a telephone wire
But look to me then
If the city should fall while we are growing
Too old to laugh too old for dying
I'll sing you a song of cities strong that you might hear
credits
from Early Inventions,
released July 22, 2012
Lead Vocals - Steven LaFollette
Background Vocals - Cassie LaFollette
Background Vocals - Dan Stewart
Drums - Aaron Speer
Bass - Dan Stewart
Electric - Steve Bosmans
Acoustic - Steven LaFollette
Mandolin - Cassie LaFollette
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