The Day the Water Dried Up From the Tap

The Day the Water Dried Up from the Tap - Greg MacPherson

I walked beside the old train station

I looked inside the store front windows

There wasn't anybody in there

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

The street a water main break and

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 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

The street a water main break and

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

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