City people down the street Dressed in black Dressed in black And foreheads weep under the burning sun Smiles rising as they come out Foreheads weep under the pointing time Smiles rising as they come out the buildings for the Winters tight laid dream And I play dream City people dressed in black Walking down with lonely faces Show me how My life embraces me under the sun, under the sun And guide me to other places That all the places, all the places feel Like memory I'm walking randomly kicking verses that start where I see I write and talk checking the sky and the height of People in a black suit People walking down the street They seem to notice me riding high on my dreams City people down the streets dressed in black And the foreheads weep under the company's sun that Embraces me Smiles rising as they come out the buldings for the wind As they daydream, as they play dream, as they play dream, As they play dream