Boulevard
Joe Dilillo
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Friday
At the Boulevard
The drinks they pour like rain
And the folks there know your name
But they don't know you
Pool sharks
Girls with wounded hearts
The whiskey numbs their brains
And the smoke stained window panes
Reflect the sad view
And it all just slips away
Sometimes you wanna walk out in the sun
Sometimes you wanna walk out in the sun
When you're caught up in a race
And it's fate you can't outrun
Blame it on the bullet
Not the gun
Monday
On the morning train
The travelers stumble in
Wearing suits like second skin
Expressions vacant
Deadlines
Working overtime
The wheel, it always turns
Till they're ashes in the urn
With no one to claim them
And they all just fade away
Sometimes you wanna walk out in the sun
Sometimes you wanna walk out in the sun
When you play the cards you're dealt
In a game that's never won
Blame it on the bullet
Not the gun