We Used To Think The Freeway Sounded Like A River

There was an abandoned house we used to live next to
With broken pool that we’d sit next to
It was full of shopping carts, a mattress, and old car parts
We’d goof around like it was our pool
You’d laugh and set your toes into
We’d watch the sun go down over the overpass
Where endless miles of cars would pass
We’d listen to the crooner’s croon and make drinks
With a blender your mom gave to me and you
We’d came home one night and our door was open
Most of our things were gone or broken
All our clothes were thrown around the rooms
And even our pictures were wrecked too
And the overpass where endless miles of cars would pass
It hummed night and day and night and day
We used to think it sounded like a river
But all that slipped away that day