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Colors of the night

Quite walks thru passages of time
as the holey one whispers the names written on the wall
and the voices of angels sing as he touches the cold stone
of ages inside the marbled hall.

Subway trains and flashing lights are the colors of the night
While street signs painted in shades of Destiney
Hang silently beneath my sight

All things for sale are surely given away
While I walk thru passages of time,
Surrender all your pennies for a life you cannot buy,
As the reflection in the wishing well smiles and waves good-by.

another train slowly passes by.

And the passenger’s in the windows stare into my eyes
While the conductor whispers his lonely cry
then fades into the colors of the night.

Godfather.

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