Becoming The Overman

Walk these streets like I used to do
I see your ship fill the harbor view
You cannot have what you cannot see
But I know this place was made for me

I'll sing you this song in the midnight hour
Calling Virginia, call up your children
I'm singing your way back home

See them boys with their pretty little girls
Sundress'd and happy like they own the world
I ain't been here since I don't know when
I was gone for a minute, but now I'm back again

I'll sing you this song in the midnight hour
Calling Virginia, call up your children
I'm singing your way back home

You can cry, my lover, don't cry, my friend
I will leave you but I'll be back again...some day

Walk these streets like I used to do
I see your ship fill the harbor view
You cannot have what you cannot see
And I know this love was made for me

So I'll sing you this song in the midnight hour
Calling Virginia, call up your children
I'm singing your way back home
I'm singing your way back home

- From Demography

Posted by C. Nicholas Walker on Monday, November 23, 2009 at 1:02 AM | Permalink