Sidewalk Bop After Suicide

I walk these sidewalks through so many years

I've 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 in one

All stomping the sidewalk polka dotted with gum

Magical feelin', 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 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, dreamt I was another

The street lamps came on, fireflies all around

Dreamin' of my baby somewhere in this town

Stood out front a bar, watched the people inside

Stepped on my cigarette and into the night