Zephyr & I stand out on

West End Avenue

Talking about the things that

All of us used to do



And the wind kicks up with the smell of rain

The kids are gone but the souls remain



Zephyr and I sort out our

Long time memories

Do you remember, he says,

The 1970's



This was a youth mall

Of America on this street

All of us hanging here

Like underage cops on a beat



And the wind kicks up in the smell of rain

Now the kids are gone but their souls remain

The graffiti goes but the walls retain

The flowers go but the earth must still remain



In spring the tide in Riverside

Will wash away the cold and frozen

River rain will clean the stain and

Wash away wash away downstream



Out on the corner by the

Fireman's Monument

This was the place where all the

Fatherless teenagers went



Well the wind kicks up in the smell of rain

The kids are gone but the souls remain

The graffiti's gone and the walls complain

The flowers go but the earth must still remain