leaving Vancouver blues

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leaving Vancouver blues

he sits silent on the greyhound
as it slowly moves downtown
the past is close behind him
treading on his shoes
his mind is filled with emptiness
leaving Vancouver blues

he sits pensive on the greyhound
as it travels south at speed
the past is left behind him
dirt falling from his shoes
his soul crowded with loneliness
leaving Vancouver blues

some places leave a mark on you
some people do that too
some places you have never been
some you want to go back to
some people you have never seen
some people that you miss
some people you might think about
your mind will not dismiss

a fleeting thought an untouched hand
no words no might have been
the past is far behind him
like laces from his shoes
his heart is choked with nothingness
leaving Vancouver blues

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