Talking Back To The Night

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High above the heat of a summer new york street An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone Hes a preacher and a teacher And he stands up all alone Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park A poet in his madness tries to find another line And hes losing and hes using And he says hes doing fine And they look from such a height That somehow its all right Theyre talking back to the night Its all that they can do Talking back to the night Its how they make it through If you listen you can hear them Their voices draw you near them Theyre talking back to the night for you Something seems to take every dime the man can make His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn And hes trying hard to make it And hes trying not to burn Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed She gives him all she has to And its no more than he needs

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