Feelin good.
Feelin groovy.
Feelin like I'm fifteen again.
Man about town, walkin all around.
Under a moonlit sky,
kinda...fly.
Across the swingin bridge,
back down the hill and piss.
Stop for a treat,
then I'm on my way.
Walking. Flying. Feeling. Flying.
Keep walking
Man about the town
Keep walking
Never looking down
Echoes of Fletch
Calling from a ways
I stop to reflect
On the Wall, from cooler days
Watching traffic pass
Invincible at last
no one sees me here
A ghost from the past
I hop down off the Wall
Look up at the moon and laugh
Maybe Nancy's home
I Cross the street of past
Nancy's not at home
Oh well, it wouldn't last
I keep on walkin past
Through days gone by, my past
I lift my head and shout
This is MY TOWN!
Then the street light goes out...
Once again I laugh,
I laugh right through my past
Through days gone by at last
No one sees me here
Afraid, I have no fear.
Hello, I'm a friend of your sister, Julie. Hope you don't mind if I eavesdrop.
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