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