Sidewalk Bop After Suicide

I walked these sidewalks Through so many years I got chunks of sidewalk Comin' out of my ears Same old sidewalk Same old crowd Same old distorted feeling Same old thunder cloud One in a million A million in one All stomping the sidewalk Polka-dotted with gum Magical feeling Cool breeze through my hair I walked to the park There was nobody there Magical baby Magical song Magical sunset All summer long Streets been my silence Streets been my bed I've bled, puked, and cried here And dreamt I was dead Seen a ton of bad omens Walked through you fighting with your lover Stepped over a few purple bodies And dreamt I was another The street lamps came on Fireflies all around Dreaming of my baby Somewhere in this town Stood out front a bar Watched the people inside Stepped on my cigarette And into the night