Tonight as I was going down 14th st
I bumped into Dean the Bum, he was smoking a cigarette
'didn't see him at first,
I was staring at the sky,
he was gazing at the ground.
I stopped and said hi,
half a smile floated on the bum's face,
"how's it going my darling one?" he asked.
"Good" I replied like I meant it...
and I,in turn, showed my teeth, they weren't any whiter.
"Great, sweatheart,..." he took a puff on the cigarette and said "the wind is soft tonight..."
It was a breezy night, warm,sorrowful
The night's eyes, Dean's eyes,
my everyday blues.
so I thought to myself
Walk away from the bum and the smoke,
Walk away from crooked teeth and shadows.
Tonight as I was going down 14th st
I bumped into Dean the Bum, he was smoking a cigarette.
'didn't recognize him at first,
I was lost into the crispy atmosphere,
he was reaching for the outside.
He stopped and said hi,
half a smile floated on my face,
"How's it going my dear friend?" I asked
"Great..." and he inhaled
"Glad to hear it,man" I replied.
He then smiled this humanly sad smile,
looked around and said "the wind is soft tonight..."
It was a breezy night,warm,mournful
The night's eyes, Dean's eyes,
my everyday blues.
so I thought to myself
Walk away from the bum and the smoke,
Walk away from crooked teeth and shadows.
and I walked a thousand miles through the night
behind I left the bum and the blues
but I found the bum at my doorstep
he smiled this humanly sad smile,
and told me to look around,so I did
the wind has switched direction.
He shook his head and said "Oh my darling one,
don't you know I'm all you've got."
So I open the door and let him in... |
Submission Name: Everyday Blues
