just one sec lava lamps are good travelled on the f train down the people press and crowd they start to fade like footprints worn away only stop and still i m waiting a thousand faces look the same everyone a thousand different names they come on two by two people fade as people do came here of my own volition could be my decision could be we may still get by we may still get by wandered down on avenue a the coffee shops the sweet cache of thoughts and words and laughter gone never ending stream of what you ve known so long and long ignored don t think so hard just smoke your cigarette fade off in the blue cause people fade as people always do consequence comes crashing in the scars and scrapes and scratches all the memories died so long ago time is up but still i m waiting come here of my own volition could be my decision could be we may still get by we may still get by we may still get by we may still get by we may still get by