A cat runs over the rooftops

I wish I were a little more like him

Wish I was only 18 inch and my problems begin and end

With chasing the sun to the patch of grass past the neighbour's fence

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A shadow moves like lightning outside the corner store

The old man and his newspaper don't budge

There have been more disturbing things disturbing his newspaper and him

And shadows move too fast for him to bear a grudge

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The kids at the bus stop all ignore you

The bus is late but that's a perk

The pop of soda cans, the laugh of fire crackers on the path

Are move important than a stranger on their way to work

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This town is so strange yet so familiar

And people know you but they don't care

The lolly sticks on the tarmac

The flowers sprouting between the cracks in the pavement

And this could be anywhere

The laughter behind closed doors

Teenagers playing on the moor

The orange sunset and this could be anywhere