I was five in 1993
The georgia june air sweet
With cooked coca cola and tree
Pollen fallin like ash
Golden on the grass
Watch the summer pass
Outside the window
And in 1996
We passed around a torch
Made airplanes out of sticks
The dog fell off the porch
Or he got kicked
I remember how he limped
Around the house
Like he was lost
The creek orange from the clay
And barely living
Room darker than a cave
Staring into the kitchen where they stood
A spark drifting to dry wood
Primed to immolate
Fascinating if it was
Some family on tv
Sometimes even now
The memories captivate me
With meaning or without
Crushed pennies on the tracks
Chipped bones on the stairs
Yellow jackets in your hair
Oh Decatur
Oh Decatur
You can't love her like you should
You can't hate her like you want to
Oh decatur
Oh decatur
You can't love her like you should
You can't hate her like you want to