Late in the evening
warm summer night
streetlamps like spotlights
soft fuzzy light
so many daydreams
fade from my sight
beyond the last streetlamp
the pavement fades into the night
(chorus)
And I know where this trail ends
sight unseen but etched in stone
we can change all the figures
but the end is still unkown
(verse)
My sleep eludes me
these restless thoughts
dreams of absurdities
the meaning still uncaught
But I'm at peace now
gazing down the line
I've run my race now
I'm waiting for the sign
(chorus)
(verse)
My privelidge precedes me
heritage is sometimes a blight
How soon we forget
we too, were in flight
For all our wisdom
we still are beasts
we take from others
to make up our feasts
(chorus)
(verse)
So there dark and quiet evenings
my love she is asleep
I'm in the final stages
on this evening street
my thoughts are racing
backwards in time
regrets but no anger
for at last I see the sign
(chorus)
Mark Gates 8/25/19
