Late in the evening warm summer night streetlamps like spotlights soft fuzzy light so many daydreams fade from my sight beyond the last streetlamp the pavement fades into the night (chorus) And I know where this trail ends sight unseen but etched in stone we can change all the figures but the end is still unkown (verse) My sleep eludes me these restless thoughts dreams of absurdities the meaning still uncaught But I'm at peace now gazing down the line I've run my race now I'm waiting for the sign (chorus) (verse) My privelidge precedes me heritage is sometimes a blight How soon we forget we too, were in flight For all our wisdom we still are beasts we take from others to make up our feasts (chorus) (verse) So there dark and quiet evenings my love she is asleep I'm in the final stages on this evening street my thoughts are racing backwards in time regrets but no anger for at last I see the sign (chorus) Mark Gates 8/25/19