There was an abandoned house we used to live next to.
With broken pool that we'd sit next to.
It was full of shopping carts, a mattress, and old car parts.
We'd goof around like it was our pool,
you'd laugh and set your toes into.
We'd watch the sun go down over the overpa**
where endless miles of cars would pa**.
We'd listen to the crooner's croon and make drinks
with a blender your mom gave to me and you.
We'd came home one night and our door was open.
Most of our things were gone or broken.
All our clothes were thrown around the rooms
and even our pictures were wrecked too.
And the overpa** where endless miles of cars would pa**,
it hummed night and day and night and day.
We used to think it sounded like a river,
but all that slipped away that day.