Zephyr and I stand out on West End Avenue
Talking about the things that all of us used to do

And the wind kicks up with the smell of rain
And the kids are gone but their souls remain

Zephyr and I sort out our long-term memories
"Do you remember," he says, "the 1970's?"

This was a youth mall of America on this street
All of us hanging here like underage cops on a beat

And the wind kicks up in the smell of rain (smell of rain)
Now the kids are gone but their souls remain (souls remain)
The graffiti goes but the walls retain (walls retain)
The flowers go but the earth must still remain

In spring the tide in Riverside will wash away the cold and frozen
River rain will clean the stain and wash away, wash away downstream

Out on the corner by the fireman's monument
This was the place where all the fatherless teenagers went

Well, the wind kicks up in the smell of rain (smell of rain)
The kids are gone but their souls remain (souls remain)
The graffiti's gone and the walls complain (walls complain)
The flowers go but the earth must still remain

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): SUZANNE VEGA