The People Stare

I am standing on the outskirts of a town

All these people stare

They stare

The road is forked

Does it lead me to my home?

And the people stare

They stare

Outside of a bar

The people stare

The road seems different

Or maybe I have changed

I wonder if I've changed

I've changed

And maybe every town you see is somehow the same

Everything's the same

The same

I stop to tie my shoe

The people stare

Do I know them?

Do they know me?

I remember something

Charlie, and a light

A train, a ship

The sky so bright above

And before all that

An empty space

A starless night

Then they ask me if this place is my home

Is this my home?

My home

I look down to the street below

This thing is called a window

And it doesn't change

That thing is called a church

The bells are ringing

The church has changed