It's a beautiful day and the city is full of people
In our neighborhood there's a smoker smoking
And I'm asking you like a morning cigarette
And like bitter coffee
And like bitter coffee
The streets are empty and there's no soul
And the moon has just gone to the west
And I'm asking you like a myriad of solutions
And like the east
And like the east
The sun has risen and the radio is playing
With a hookah that's crying for a forest
And I'm hugging you and then I'm walking
Like a blind man
Applause
