Yin Yang Street

Here where neon meets concrete

I watch the gaudy masquerade

of a million pointless reminders

in an electric clown parade

Every day the clock's unwinding

and I've seen it all before

What is there to forgive if I want more?

Stunned by noise and confusion

I bear the deafening tirade

of a thousand grating intrusions

in an endless serenade

Every day the clock ticks forward

and the song is growing old

Forgive me if I say it leaves me cold

I cast my fortune with the ones I meet

we go round and round dancing

we soon forget

a door opens

the sun sets

the ancient symbols have a chance to speak

they fade in and out singing

there's no mistake

the door closes

the day breaks

and then's there's nothing before me

like smoke the scene fades away

I turn my back and I face the day

Here where city meets jungle

I see the darkness and the light

from the business of daytime

to the emptiness of night

Every day the clock reminds me

of the time that's slipping by

Forgive me if I stop to wonder why

I cast my fortune with the ones I meet

we go round and round dancing

we soon forget

a door opens

the sun sets

the ancient symbols have a chance to speak

they fade in and out singing

there's no mistake

the door closes

the day breaks

and then's there's nothing before me

like smoke the scene fades away