Central Park 
Copyright 2017 - Scott Joachim

Summer leaves are broken
Under footsteps on dirty ground
The path ahead uncertain
Like and empty forest to a sound

This town knocked me down
Pushed me over and spun me around
On the same city street where the east and west sides meet
I was so lost and now I'm found
In the town that knocked me down

Words unspoken disappear
Days flow into weekends
Candles count the years

This town knocked me down
Pushed me over and spun me around
On the same city street where the east and west sides meet
I was so lost and now I'm found
In the town that knocked me down