Testo Chaparral

Stories unwritten, growing old
Mountains of jewels
Stowed away, blown away, growing mold
Boxes of tools
Letters rewritten and never sent
Fountains of truth
Make the time, take the time, break the time
Visit our youth
Growing up, throwing up, dixie cups
Ice cream cones too
Ballrooms and houses of rock and roll
Lost in the blue
Backyards and highways and alley ways
Alley may’s too
Live on when you start to sing along
Old can be new