Lyrics

UP FROM THE ALLEY
by Duane Anzalone c 2004

Up from the alley below me
Sounds of the city
Drifting on up like a late show
In through my window
Knocks me clean out of my senses
Leaves me defenseless
And if I should ever leave here
This place would

Creep into my memories
Never let me go
Seep in through the cracks
And seams that let the light show
All the scenes in alleys
On the streets below
All the hills and valleys
On and on the city goes

Sweet sounds of laughter and praying
And children playing
Voices and song intermingle
In through the shingles
Dreams float like steam from the subways
Landing on Sundays
And if I should ever leave here
This place would

Creep into my memories
Never let me go
Seep in through the cracks
And seams that let the light show
All the scenes in alleys
On the streets below
All the hills and valleys
On and on the city goes

Up from the alley
Through the curtains, through the floor
Down in that valley
Life is certain, life is sure
But if the street noise
And the beat boys
Aren?t sweet joys
Move from the city
To the country or the shore
Where things are pretty
If there?s one tree or there?s more
But give me streetlights
Indiscreet nights
With the beat right

Up from the alley below me
Sounds of the city
Drifting on up like a late show
In through my window
Knocks me clean out of my senses
Leaves me defenseless
And if I should ever leave here
This place would

Creep into my memories
Never let me go
Seep in through the cracks
And seams that let the light show
All the scenes in alleys
On the streets below
All the hills and valleys
On and on the city goes