Abandoned streets
   Reveal a city’s state
From each I see
   Reflected light in clouds
 
The path I take
   Shows lights in neon red
From each a hill
   Above the midnight crowds
 
The birds are gone
   Departed sunset winds
A new moon came
   Between the wind-blown shrouds
 
Somewhere out there
   A green-filled gate awaits
For now I walk
   And sing this verse out loud

Night rain
   I walk the beat up streets
Autumn mud
   Has marred my walking trance
I see each one
   They all seem glad
And no one here
   Seems old or gray
 
Back to work
   I find my tools dropped
I spin and polish
   Then take a rooftop glance
What kind of friend
   Would lead me out this way?
Well, he’s not here
   And wouldn’t show me anyway