City Of Empty Glasses

purple sunrises
no surprises for the children
dream-covered mountains
overlook the make believe hill
while in the city of empty hands
time is standing still

there isn’t a soul on the street tonight
the lights change for no one
even the stars look confused
as a cat appears from an alley
feeling free to walk home

glowing moonlight
on the nights corner of town
dark looking faces
looking for their places in the sun
and in the city of empty glasses time passes
time passes on