Empire! Empire! (I Was a Lonely Estate) - Everything Small is Just a Small Version of Something Big | Текст песни

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Summer, Linden County Park

Half the population beach-bound
Children doggedly swim
the maybe four-feet deep out the barrier allowed

But we haunt just a mile away,
tracing the faded white pant from a cross country track meet

When we come into an open field,
I am reminded of summer camps spent as a Cub Scout

This is where they hid the \"Golden Nuggets\"
(rocks spray painted and scattered throughout the park,
like the San Francisco Gold Rush was in our backyard)

I bent down, hands in the soil
and wondered how deep ten years would bury
any unfound pieces

I think I almost expected to find one