Tumbleweed In Times Square

Tumbleweed in Times Square by JK Coltrain

Even the kids here act like they’ve heard it all
But their heads spin ‘round when they hear his drawl
And when he tips his hat, all the ladies stare
He’s a tumbleweed, tumbling through Times Square


The buildings look to him like a mountain range
He’s another stranger in the land of the strange
Still not rightly sure how he got there
Oh, he’s a tumbleweed, tumbling through Times Square


Liquid lights and TV screens
He don’t know what it all means
Crowds rush and flow in a surging flood
The human family is here
A mix of joy and pain and fear
Pulsing on, and everyone is blood
Of his blood


There’s a windblown beauty to a New York dawn
He’ll drink in the sights, and then he’ll be gone
He’s on a mission bound for God knows where
Oh, this tumbleweed, tumbling through Times Square


Thorny as a bramble
On a lazy ramble
Without a twenty dollar bill or a prayer
He don’t care
He’s a tumbleweed tumbling through Times Square
A tumbleweed, tumbling through Times Square


Judy Klass
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