Park Bench Smile

Moving with a slight of hand

Pushing on a cosmic plan

Summon all those tricks now for a song

Mystery of way out there

Spun around and disappeared

Catch what he said before he’s gone

He’s the brother of the wind

Who sent them galloping

I thought you said there’s nothing wrong

It’s all the same

Haven’t been back for a while

We miss that park bench smile

A soothing voice and words like rain

For those who stopped to look

The hustle always hooked

Never had a chance to know his name

Moving with a slight of hand

Pushing on a cosmic plan

I thought you said there’s nothing wrong

It’s all the same