Fall Sweep - Little Wings

I knew shredder

When he used to hang at the park

In the late afternoon

I never talked to him

I only watched while he tear

Turns out the ground

Or whatever’s around

All his wheels would slide out

But he’d stay cool

I knew the guy that they once

Called the shredder it’s true

And I watched the day fade

On the ramp that we made

And I asked myself

Where should I go now

A new wave has dawned

And the novelty’s gone

So I’m told

And what kind of turn

Would I now need to learn

To keep up when I’m feeling

So slowed down

I might feel better

If I knew the shredder felt old

But I see the sunset

On the lump that I get

In my throat

That I get when I try to tell

A story it grows

Like a parking lot goes on the ground

And if the shredder’s still shredding

I feel like forgetting

I ate his dust long ago

He may remember

But somehow I doubt that he knows