Charlotte St. - The Life And Times

High atop this morning

I preach from my hill

And if I catch you yawning

Just humor me instead

Bright blue morning when you caught me getting high

Criss-crossed morning when you found me getting set to fly

The sunshine seems so bright

My red eyes seem so bright

White-hot morning

Those blind refuges

Did I catch you yawning when I found you down on Charlotte Street?

The sunshine seems so bright

My red eyes seem so bright