A Little Late

Your father used to play on the railway tracks
When he was only half your age
And when a voice you know calls you home
You always end up walking that way

Say you haven't seen your grandparent's house
In you don't know how many years
But sometimes you feel they're living there now
It's just that the house isn't here

Saturday mornings - nothing to do
Your head still stuck in the gate
But your father'll be here soon to rescue you
He's just running a little late

What happens to the places you have been
Once you've moved away?
The radio knows it's a long drive home
You can tell by the songs that it plays

Saturday mornings - nothing to do
Your head still stuck in the gate
But your father'll be here soon to rescue you
He's just running a little late

And I've heard people say when things fade away
Never will they seem so near
From the grandfather clock another day drops
And a lifetime falls from the year



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