Zephyr & I — Suzanne Vega

Zephyr & 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 The kids are gone but the souls remain

Zephyr and I sort out our Long time 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 Now the kids are gone but their souls remain The graffiti goes but the 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 The kids are gone but the souls remain The graffiti's gone and the walls complain The flowers go but the earth must still remain