Darkened rolling figures move through
Prisms of no color
Hand in hand, they walk the night
But never know each other
Passioned pastel neon lights
Light up the jeweled travler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams
Find questions, but no answers
Startled eyes that sometimes see
Phantasmagoria splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor
Salvations yours for just the time
It takes to pay the dancer
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers
The night has gone
And taken its infractions
While saddened eyes
Hope there will be a next one
Sahara signs look down upon
A world that glitters glibly
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city
Second hands that minds have slowed
Are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone whos found
The questions, but no answers