CONCRETE POETIC
Hey now, see the smoke is swirling around
I needed one more joint, Yeah pass it down.
A little bag of sugar, For my Mushroom God
I take a lot of time, So I know who you are.
Keep it cool and slow,
Like a dream, you know?
You got moon-covered eyes,
So look in the night.
New York dues, yeah- Washington Square
Ain’t just hangin’ around
I got some business there.
Choices seem perfect,
Day’s are snapshots,
See in a theatre,
And all those talking monkeys,
City all night, City all night
Like a shaking volcano
The subway below me,
The people are sleeping,
The Stations of the Cross.
City all blue, City all blue,
I took a walk in the dark,
Took a walk in the dark,
Took a walk in the dark,
Took a walk in the dark,
Took a walk in the dark,
Took a walk in the dark
