Paint another scene just to ease the night
And let all of the color shine
He doesn’t have shoes or a hand to hold
Lost in a world so bold
Summer days waiting by the overpass
Beauty in the shadows cast
A stranger’s smile from across the street
The fleeting day’s retreat
You don’t mind when he slips into your rear view
Concrete walls and a cart worn thin
Highways with nowhere left to begin
A cavas waits for the perfect spill
Filled with memories to distill
A rusty old bike lying in the dirt
The faded stripes on his shirt
Dim light glows from the corner store
The face you can’t ignore
Is there a future waiting up ahead?
Way beyond the stony bed
Trash bag full of old drawings here
Never to reappear
He won’t mind slipping into your rear view
Concrete walls and a cart worn thin
Highways with nowhere left to begin
A cavas waits for the perfect spill
Filled with memories to distill