prairie road ...
a trail of dust
billows behind
a boy running down a prairie road
his flaxen hair
shimmering in the sun
like a golden crown
and from a distance
you do not see
you do not know
how his eyes are full
of tears
as he runs and runs
and runs and runs
until at last he runs
too far
or maybe
just far enough
a trail of dust
billows behind
a boy running down a prairie road
his flaxen hair
shimmering in the sun
like a golden crown
and from a distance
you do not see
you do not know
how his eyes are full
of tears
as he runs and runs
and runs and runs
until at last he runs
too far
or maybe
just far enough
