Caswell

You and I walk the same land and road
A different time same rooms long ago
I've so many questions things I'd like to know
Did the changes come quickly or was time moving by real slow

Indian fall is upon us now
Haunted cotton fields surrealistic somehow
I know you watched them closely
But the pulpit called you from the plow

Looking back through the years
I know your range of choices now
Fear that rolls with so much loss
You kept the others from sinking down



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Writer(s): Michael Bailey
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