Daily Nightly - The Monkees

Darkened rolling figures move

Through prisms of no color

Hand-in-hand, they walk the night

But never know each other

Passioned pastel neon lights

Light up the jeweled traveler

Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams

Find questions, but no answers

Startled eyes that sometimes see

Phantasmagoric splendor

Pirouette down palsied paths

With pennies for the vendor

Salvation’s yours for just the time

It takes to pay the dancer

And once again such anxious men

Find questions, but no answers

The night has gone and taken its infractions

While reddened eyes hope there will be a next one

Sahara signs look down upon

A world that glitters glibly

And mountain sides put arms around

The unsuspecting city

Second hands that minds have slowed

Are moving even faster

Toward bringing down someone who’s found

The questions but no answers