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In Memory |
© Michael Peter Smith

Here's where I walk:
I walk this lonely avenue
Looking for a patch of blue
And though I feel the wind
The wind's no colder than you've been to me lately
Here's what I hear:
I hear it whistling 'round the buildings
Whirling 'cross the yards
I hear somebody's radio singing of a life lived mighty hard
I hear the cars
Feel the rumble in my feet
The jukebox bars
Down deserted lonely streets
Hey kid
Hey kid
Where's the love we used to know
Don't you know I been looking for you
Way down on Lonely Avenue

Here's what I love:
I love the way the light shines on the buildings
Looking for a place to glow
On golden afternoons
The house is golden and the factories
All the golden candy stores
Here's what I seek:
I seek a truth hidden in daylight
Standing in plain view
I wonder if I ever find it
Will it take the place of you
I hear the cars
Feel the rumble in my feet
The jukebox bars
Down deserted lonely streets
Hey kid
Hey kid
Has the love we used to hold turned cold
I been looking for you
Way down on Lonely Avenue

Here's who I am:
A stranger in my own home town
Everything's the same
Not a thing that hasn't changed
Doot doo doo doo
Doot doot doo doo doo
Doot doot doo doo doo
Hey kid
Hey kid

This is my dream:
That all the places we remember
They remember us
That somewhere we are always children
At the movies
On a bus
I hear the cars
Feel the rumble in my feet
The jukebox bars
Down deserted lonely streets
Hey kid
Hey kid
Where's the world that we lived in
And where you been
I been looking for you
Way down on Lonely Avenue
Way down on Lonely Avenue

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