The South Borough, 1727 · Track 7 · middle
Interlude — The Common
track-6: Interlude — The Common
Lyrics
[Intro][Verse 1]Before the lawnmowers, before the neat-edged paths...I was a useful patch of mud and stubborn grass.Good for grazing, provided you kept your swine away.Captain Brigham's children played tag around the edges.A common space for common things.A lost shoe. A shared word after a long silence.[Verse 2]On Sunday, the air filled with Reverend Taylor's certainties,leaking from the unpainted walls of the meeting house.On Muster Day, the air smelled of burnt powder,and the rhythmic thud of boots packing the earth down.Same ground. Different prayers.[Outro]The hoof prints and the boot prints.Filled with the same spring rain.Just... ground.