Where y'at? Where y'at? Where y'at? Where y'at?

Busker

A foul shadow, of bliss and darkness
cast upon my feet, upon the windy tide
my heavy-lidded eyes upon the ebb
a hue of dread that flows so wide

I strum beneath the waves, so lowly
unblinking, a chink of metal falls
sensual vibrations echo through the ground
rain falls high past the mouldy walls

"oh, oh," I sing, shadows fall in mocking
I just stand, the rain so falls, seeking redemption
"Giz anoth!" the future calls, I scowl
the rain washes my boots, I end up with absolution

all over my boots, "sorry pal" he glances
absoluted absolutely everywhere, "no mind,"
I kick a stone, strum, "oh, oh" they hiss
I think of school, a life where I was once defined

A girl appears, a stroke of light, I strum harder
she catches me, she smiles, and the rain just now subsides
I hold her there, "oh, oh," she grins, a prick of life
I kick the coins shut, take my strumming, only now decide

Take her hand, she doesn't realise, doesn't see, still she smiles
As I grow to a building climax of life, she feels so small within me
On and further and faster and quicker we run to the edge of the waiting rain
then she stops, and I stop, and she smiles, and I frown, and she goes, and I strum.