Streets transformed to sight and sound
Lights flash streaking all around
Spinning high above the ground
Feet skim the windows
Family trips and clumsy dates
Nighttime crowds and lunchtime rates
Blend to one in memory
Were they the best of times?
Outside the gates we dodge the cars
Sneak off to play the cheap guitars
The tape delay machine goes round... around
Change the letter on the sign
Laughing at the brothers line
Nothing rising but the smoke
Were they the best of times?
Did we think so at the time?
Early autumn evenings
A chill hangs in the air
Early autumn evenings
All of life was there
I feel it still on nights like these
Wanting what I could not hold
Dressing cool and feeling cold
Were they the best of times?
Did we think so at the time?
Slow dancing round and round
Heating up or cooling down
Learning the ways and getting lost
Around around around