The Lonely Swing

Deserted park
The lonely swing
Swaying in the breeze
Like thee unclimbed tree
Where have they gone
Thee uncaught fish
Thee unbuilt den
Were things really better
Back then
Virtual reality
The clues in the name
When will we
Stop playing games
Where have they gone
Where have they gone
Where have they gone

Knock a door run, mischievous fun
The streets are empty now, where have they gone
Where have they gone
Where have they gone
Where have they gone



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Foy
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