Sidewalk Bop After Suicide

I walked these sidewalks

Through so many years

I got chunks of sidewalk

Comin' out of my ears

Same old sidewalk

Same old crowd

Same old distorted feeling

Same old thunder cloud

One in a million

A million and one

All stomping the sidewalk

Polka-dotted with gum

Magical feeling

Cool breeze through my hair

I walked to the park

There was nobody there

Magical baby

Magical song

Magical sunset

All summer long

Streets been my silence

Streets been my bed

I've bled, puked, and cried here

And dreamt I was dead

Seen a ton of bad omens

Walked through you fighting with your lover

Stepped over a few purple bodies

And dreamt I was another

The street lamps came on

Fireflies all around

Dreaming of my baby

Somewhere in this town

Stood out front a bar

Watched the people inside

Stepped on my cigarette

And into the night