Kemp Lane

Word came whispering up through the fields
And over the South Mountain pass
I had a head full of feeling and a new set of wheels
Miles of open road and green grass

Long dark hair and slim black jeans
With eyes that'd cut right through you
You came to me on that summer eve
And said let's go write a story or two

Them singing bugs surrounded us
You killed the engine to an uproar
We fell in love with that summer dusk
Of a place you've never been before

Bloody eyes and scraped up knees
You were the queen of Market Street
But the sidewalk stayed exactly the same size
Had a half bottle of wine, started the car and took you with me
I couldn't let those words we spoke become lies

Them lightning bugs surrounded us
Quiet and bright down at Kemp Lane
It was the most we'd seen of our flickered dreams
And the least we'd ever known of pain



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Mcdermott
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