Nite on the Town

Havn't been here for years..
Been thinking of things to hear.
Places to be
Dreams to keep
What lurks behind the evening
The Bad poets sleeping
And everybody's Dancing
And lauphing.

Winter time blues
Looking for clues
Into the city streets
Makes the night cheap
And the clouds on high
The black sky

Streetlights glow
The grass grows
The Maker sighs
The believer hides
And the world turns...

Like daytime T.V.
It's all free indeed.