I can receive Text Messages
while lying in the Sun
They say, “When your Journey’s Over,
Where will you Run?”
People & Dogs in this park
they run in Circles,
the Children they Bark
Nobody’s new on this Friday afternoon;
this has been done for Millions of Years:
Children & Dogs, they run in the park.
They Look. They Laugh. They Bark.
They come Here, they Go Home.
They grow Older, they die Alone.
I can receive Text Messages
while lying in the Sun.
They say, “When you Grow Older,
Where will you Run?”
