Cattle and Cane

I recall a schoolboy coming home

Through fields of cane

To a house of tin and timber

In the sky

A rain of falling cinders

From time to time the waste memory-wastes

I recall a boy in bigger pants

Like everyone

He's learning how to dance

His father's watch

He left it in the shower

From time to time the waste memory-wastes

And the waste memory-wastes

When shadows fall

You lose your time and place

When shadows call

You lose your time and place

When shadows fall

You lose your time and place

When shadows fall

You lose your time and place

Well, I recall a bigger, brighter world

A world of books

And silent times in thought

And then the railroad, the railroad takes him home

Through fields of cattle

Through fields of cane

From time to time the waste memory-wastes

And the waste memory-wastes

Further, longer, higher, older

Cattle and cane