.The loose stones tumbled and fell down the walls we crossed
When night or heat became us we often called it off
To find some ledge to nervously sit at
Then their eyes turned to me in search of the problems I'd foreseen
We'd set fire to a bush, sit and jaw about the cause
It's nice.
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