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Flies Don't Gather
by Jason Finch
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Trees grew along the sidewalk on the Street the used to run by my home
I was a child, and mild, once
And would walk with my Grandfather
Flies they don't gather on me
It's hard to remember
Not that I can't you see
Clear recollection just
Burns away at me
Flies they won't gather on me
I don't know my father
Not that we didn't live together
But His mind was obscured
No matter the weather
Flies they don't gather one me
How did he survive
Under the weight of all the trauma
I just assumed he was a drinker
Out of an addiction to drama
Flies they don't gather on me
My thought come out with a shout
All is gravel and salt
You won't skid out
But kneeling will hurt
Flies they don't gather on me
My sister never escaped her head
20 years of suffering there in
No wonder her veins filled with
Something to warm her blood
I have some regrets
The flies do too
I have more regrets
And the flies, they gather round you
I should have told them all
I should have told them all
I should have told them all
I wish I could have understood
Flies they don't gather on me
Trees grew along the sidewalk on the Street the used to run by my home
I was a child, and mild, once
And would walk with my Grandfather
Flies they don't gather on me
It's hard to remember
Not that I can't you see
Clear recollection just
Burns away at me
Flies they won't gather on me
I don't know my father
Not that we didn't live together
But His mind was obscured
No matter the weather
Flies they don't gather one me
How did he survive
Under the weight of all the trauma
I just assumed he was a drinker
Out of an addiction to drama
Flies they don't gather on me
My thought come out with a shout
All is gravel and salt
You won't skid out
But kneeling will hurt
Flies they don't gather on me
My sister never escaped her head
20 years of suffering there in
No wonder her veins filled with
Something to warm her blood
I have some regrets
The flies do too
I have more regrets
And the flies, they gather round you
I should have told them all
I should have told them all
I should have told them all
I wish I could have understood
Flies they don't gather on me
