I took a walk one autumn evening to see the stars and hear the leaves
I filled my head with rushing wind and memories
Last summer when we went to the park, a frisbee game in the parking lot
A silent night when all the town is sleeping
I walked past fountains in patches of streetlights
Gold colored circles before me
The hazy path of overgrown bricks, the canopy of oak and maple
The tiny homes tucked behind the hedges
A clearing south of 26th street, where neon lights washed out the old trees
The stars reflected fresh upon the asphalt
I turned around back thru the corridor to my home
Out of the commerce and flatness
Walked back past fountains in patches of streetlights
Gold colored circles before me
