people press and crowd
 they start to fade like footprints worn away
 only stop and still im waiting
 a thousand faces look the same everyone
 a thousand different names
 they come on two by two
 people fade as people do
 come here on my own valition
 could be my decision
 could be
 we may still get by
 we may still get by
 wandered down on avenue a
 the coffee shops the sweet cache
 of thoughts and words and laughter gone
 never ending stream of what youve
 known so long and long ignored
 dont think so hard just smoke your cigarette
 and fade off into blue
 cause people fade as people always do

 consequence comes crashing in
 the scars and the scrapes and scratches
 all the memories died so long ago
 time is up but still im waiting
 came here of my own valition
 could be indecision
 could be
 we may still get by
 we may still get by