Friend how is it we walk the road and see pieces of us scattered here and there. Not a please just a voice echoing on the breeze, we are wind, we are sun, we are dreams and the places that we run, miss your cry, hear your sigh as the pages fly by, talk of hope, pipes and countless days of dope, wish and fame, run the ghettoes of a different reign, you and I, touch the wonders let them die, hear the music let cry, steel guitar, speaks to me, as the message few can see, road and rock, calls in vises left in barroom talks, all the same, hear your name as I walk the straight, drink left in the glass on the last table set, miss the sound of kitchen talks, glass and fire grown cold, walk today hear your voice, a piece of me dies, but I do not cry, just move on down the path, not the last I will see of you.

Dirty streets of everlasting peace and the mind keeps me cool, Love takes the cruel, have never been
Pieces of me lay before the dawning of a lover said
Eve takes the march past from a dream
Stop with black night and white day discover
Holding fast, till a lasting kiss
Come again, be my friend, let me hold
You in my arms, covering your soul,
with a power, stronger than the hunger in your eyes

Paved the troubled road ahead, hear it is gold, feels so cold to my feet, see you dancing in the street of a bar, listen to the music of your guitar, hear the man, as he tries to take what we have, understand we live every dream we give, writers true , filled with emotion from faith to shades of blue, all is well, we sell truth, like the bottle of vermouth, a perfect drink and still to think, it was a pretty life, from the alleys of pages yet to write to the cold dirt that covers life, we live in each word left to say, epilogue, as image fades, I smell you there, hear a sound, turn it is not fair, just stop and stare, time moves, my friend we are here once again, warm and sweet, lovers of the life and the waiting street, close my eyes, day is done, we just run from, every bit of can not be, always been you and me, will not end, my friend