The Pillows of Creation - Late April Streets
текст песни

Can someone please explain to me, where has everybody gone?
floating in a long and lonely empty street
where echos whisper
colours of something new is coming through

Suddenly i'm standing in a street
sun peeks out from a menacing cloud
the air smells sweet as i kick down the road

Sky begins to bruise
moonbeams try in vain to help me push through
icy wind sighs on cracked and paint chipped window pains powerlines intertwine flood my mind
reaching out beyond my time

Suddenly im walking down a street
making groovey sounds as i shuffle my feet
cat on the foot path gimme a meow
and a blink of the eyes as i saunter on by
birds in the trees with the leaves so green on a sky so blue sing a beautiful tune
oh what's that tune?

Distant streetlight caught up in the prison mist is forgiven for masquerading as the moon

Suddenly im walking down a street
making groovey sounds as i shuffle my feet
cat on the foot path gimme a meow
and a blink of the eyes as i saunter on by
birds in the trees with the leaves so green on a sky so blue sing a beautiful tune
the tune puts smiles on the faces of the kids
at the park with their folks and their best friends too