Silent Places

Slow train Cold rain Winter silence No more white fence Downtown Skies all round Ring with drums A clarinet hums Night’s past Running fast Got no reason That’s the meaning of this season Cold hands Flyaway strands In the faces That haunt these silent places City walkers Rolling on by City walkers Why do I try High noon Tinny tune signals ice cream Reminding of that old dream Of sweet homes Gold plated domes Over church bells The story no one tells City walkers Rolling on by City walkers Why do I cry Wide-eyed Knowing they tried A soul song Moves them along But they don’t hear Come on now Come near Please God Save me Save me Sir spare a penny Light rain Midnight train Heading uptown Walls falling down Around Hundredth Street Cop’s on his beat In the shadows No one knows High rents No more white fence Sleep now My sheep now I will tend you Mend you Bend you to my arms City walkers Rolling on by City walkers Why do I cry Why do I try