Night Walker's Song
By shomi
Night Walker’s SongVisions of angels risewhen the smoke gets in my headthe fences are all painted whiteand the neon signs lie deadin moonshine cloudswalking down the empty streets the silence feels so goodthe beggars end their daily roundthere’s a fireplace burning woodwhere they lie.And I just wonderif the black in the nightwill turn to greenwhen the crowsraise their heads and crytaking moonlightfor the days coming in.The corner store has gone to sleepthe cars have turned the bendto places they have never been new places to defendtill the day. Written November 2nd, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 10:23 PM PST 20 • 0 • 10
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"Night Walker’s SongVisions of angels risewhen the smoke gets in my headthe fences are all painted whiteand the neon signs lie deadin moonshine cloudswalking down the empty streets the silence feels so goodthe beggars end their daily roundthere’s a fireplace burning woodwhere they lie.And I just wonderif the black in the nightwill turn to greenwhen the crowsraise their heads and crytaking moonlightfor the days coming in.The corner store has gone to sleepthe cars have turned the bendto places they have never been new places to defendtill the day...."