Spent time far away, 
Spent your days lost in grey 
And wishes I suppose 
Mean nothing when 
They're tossed away. 
And your form and your face, 
Like some place that I knew 
Still return to me now. 

Oh well, I suppose 
I've gone beyond 
Caring for those 
Who think like you. 
And yes, I suppose 
You were that way. 
And yes, I suppose 
I came to find

All the way 
To Boylan Heights
How are you? 
All the way but not today 
They came looking for me. 
All the way down to the park 
And I never saw you there.