[Lee] 


Swirling whirling through the city of ages 

you sink a bit whenever angels fly 

do you have a feeling for their fuzzy faces? 

are you close enough to see into their eyes? 


You're magic fit and free 

taxi holds on the breeze 

a dream's a dream of feelings 

that never fall at all 

holds his thoughts in chains 

and tries to bust up the walls 


Every day it's just another breath 

every night another little death 

do you scratch and itch when your head feels tight 

or wave it away and just stay out all night? 


Got your head in the trees 

if that's the way you're feeling 

it's not good or bad 

channels of thought revealing now 

some things we all had 


I'm having a wonderful vision of the city today 

buildings all lined up neat on straight sun lit blocks 

avenue canyons stretch forever 

handcut panes grooved like a record 

flat bridge 

peer, boat, docks 

I'm slipping round the bottom edge 


Do you trip and breeze 

down city streets 

just a little free 

with your head in the trees