Bold Street - Eugene McGuinness

Black cap snapping at the heels of the ladies
Rushing windswept hair and scarves waving
Big Issue man threw a salvation by a penny
Please give what you can
A penny if you have any
Coffee aromas swimming past the fruit stand
Trag
At the corner in a pink polkadot headband
Schoolboys are mean but who knows what they're hiding
Time washes clean the masks in which we cry in
Oh will I be lost in twilight near Bold
Oh me oh my
I always find myself on this road
A fake American diner plays me Mr Mustard
But Orpheus is really an old accordion busker
The Mayor recites a Shakespearean sonnet
Saturday night both feet caked in its own vomit
Burberry check curbside s*x and police cars
She cuts through the chaos through the canvas like a shooting star
All slow motion now can't quite believe my black eye
This dark angel landed and obviously missed a war cry
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Like a diamond in the sky
Will I work it out alive
Oh will I be lost in twilight near Bold
Oh me oh my
I always find myself on this road
Oh will I be lost in twilight near Bold
Oh me oh my
I always find myself on this road