AUGUST NIGHT

(May 15, 2004)

 He's walkin' down the street
Pockets jingling & he's looking down at his feet
Blind to all of the illusion and deceit -- it's an August night

And he keeps to the side --
Walks alone as though he had some ghosts to hide
You'd never know that he was hopin' for a ride -- it's an August night

And he's flyin' high -- same old blues reaching up in the sky
Keeps on moving and he never wonders why -- never says goodbye

Now the people passing by --
Barely notice him, they never look him in the eye
They never notice when the demons make him cry -- it's an August night

And there's a soft evening chill --
Makes you shiver when you've got some time to kill
Keep to the sidewalk or there's someone else who will -- turn your world tonight

And he's flyin' high -- same old blues reaching up in the sky
Keeps on moving and he never wonders why -- never says goodbye

And the time runs fast and slow --
When you're looking for the things you need to know
You settle in just before it's time to go -- into the August night

There's a wind in the leaves --
Won't be long before they're falling in the breeze
Won't be long before the ground begins to freeze -- and the birds take flight

And he's flyin' high -- same old blues reaching up in the sky
Keeps on moving and he never wonders why -- never says goodbye

And he's flyin' high -- same old blues reaching up in the sky
Keeps on losing and he never asks 'em why -- never says goodbye

Say goodbye...

He's walkin' down the street
Pockets jingling & he's looking down at his feet
Blind to all of the illusion and deceit -- it's an August night
It's an August night -- It's an August night

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