Changing of the Guard

I won't be coming to your town
That ship has sailed for parts once known
A grin that's waving from the dock
Just wanderlust left at a loss
Shot for some stars and came up naught
It's not a failure fantasy
Oh countrymen don't cry for me
I'll ease into an easy chair
Lifers could never leave the line
A well of knowledge running dry
I wish you well I wish you wise
Wish I could join but it's my time
A dozen months baptized in fire
Driving this organic machine
A hundred souls have come and gone
Won't have to worry about this one
I won't be coming to your town
Old men just clutter up the scene
Oh captain take your ship to sea
I won't be coming to your town



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Meads
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