Josie's House

I went out the door this morning
 Walked along the concrete cracked and aged by elements that don't discriminate and don't give warning
 And I walked alone
 I went up to 16th St and looked into the windows of a restaurant
 The guy standing next to me said it looked pretty good so I proceeded to give him a bunch of reasons
 Why I didn't think the place could make it and he said, I think too much
 And I said, I know
 I know my world is better than it seems and I try to be content with everything
 But even knowing doesn't stop your heart from feeling
 That's why I'm going where I'm going
 Going down, going down, down to Josie's house and that's where I'll play
 Going down, going down, down to Josie's house and that's where I'll stay
 I decided I'd be happier if only I could feel the cool, wet grass beneath my feet
 I had tried it while I thought of all the words to make this song complete
 I went up to John St Park and there I met an old lady feeding ducks
 The back of her hand had been bleeding and she didn't even know it
 She told me I'd be more handsome if I smiled
 So we talked about the weather, she told me about her family and
 She said I should meet her granddaughter, and I smiled
 The smell of people in the street
 I tasted life and life was sweet
 The sound of colors in the air Of breathing mist and choral fare
 Arriving anywhere in time, the feet are beating out a rhyme
 I turned my body toward the south, I'm going down to Josie's house