Day 167: My Memory Came to Me (Train + Ace Reporter)

Day 2 of my week-long collaboration with Ramit (aka Train), who’s in the midst of his own 365 project. Here’s his June 1 photograph:

—Lyrics—

stopped on the sidewalk by a passerby in the evening

excuse me my friend but can i take your time

i am trying to find an address i know i’ve been before

but i must be lost

i looked at the paper where he’d left his scrawl, saying

this town ain’t so big you are quite near to your goal

you have only to walk to the end of the block and turn downhill

you will find it there

he left with a thanks and a wave and an awkward grin

i turned and i started to make my way again, walking nowhere

then a tap on my shoulder and there he stood and said

i know you from before

we were soldiers in the war

you were from knoxville tennessee

you are a ut man like me

there must be some mistake

i’ve never left my home state

i live in the house where i grew up

when i’m restless i take the train to town

he frowned and he opened his mouth as if to speak

then he nodded and turned on his heels and went on his way

then i looked up to the sky and saw above on a high wire

the globe of a lamp set against the cobalt sky and my memory came to me

my memory came to me