Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Sidewalk memory

The ones who run, the ones who fall
The ones who lay beneath the sky.
Dead by dawn, live by night
Trust no one and you'll arise.
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Out in front, walks a man
He lives to run, smell and breath
his sidewalk memory is all he needs.
Hear the story, comfort the dreams
and a sidewalk fortune is what you'll need.