city people down the street   dressed in black   dressed in black   and foreheads weep under the burning sun   smiles rising as they come out   foreheads weep under the pointing time   smiles rising as they come out the buildings for the winters tight laid dream   and I play dream   city people dressed in black   walking down with lonely faces   show me how    my life embraces me under the sun, under the sun   and guide me to other places   that all the places, all the places feel   like memory      i'm walking randomly kicking verses that start where I see   i write and talk checking the sky and the height of   people in a black suit   people walking down the street   they seem to notice me riding high on my dreams   city people down the streets dressed in black   and the foreheads weep under the company's sun that embraces me   smiles rising as they come out the buldings for the wind   as they daydream, as they play dream, as they play dream, as they play dream