San Francisco Song
Pastel, ocean pale ...
City by the sea ... Diamond, shimmer In the sun, I can see ... A story told ... vision of old ... Alone in the night ..., With a turning tide, My life broke on your shore .... |
Wake up in the morning,
Fog-bank rolling in ... I don't know Where I'm goin', Can't tell you Where I've been. ... Dreams, |
All those schemes have passed
Leaving me alone at last ... stranded, Empty-handed, sinking fast Into some seasoned depths Where only darkness reigns ..., What hope remains? |
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I walk alone.
Past streets of aging cobblestone Now broken, where no love has grown I wander lost, forgotten, through fields Where only barren seeds were sown .... |
I knock on every door in town.
Friends have gone. I let them down. Gasping, madly grasping for a chance To turn this life around, I stumble, Grope and fumble through nights Whose passions pass without a sound. |
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Running wild with no direction,
Sensing some immense dimension, Shadow blind, time out of mind ... Who can find a way to overcome? |
Impressions of an era when
To know was to be known Echo clear, then disappear Within the silence where Some timeless wind has blown. |
Visions of some other rise
Like smoke up in the air ... Phantom souls unfolding From coals that lie, Still smoldering in the ashes Of life's whole costly mad affair. |