Lyrics
Atlantic Avenue
Oh, say!
A song for parents from far away
Who crossed the ocean one ancient day
To live on these streets where now we play
Oh, say!
Do you recall their smiling faces
Sepia snapped in far off places?
Do you recall their warm embraces
Oh, pray?
Their accented voices snag in your ears
To put you to sleep or dry your tears
They echoed the sounds of olden places
The smelled of different kind of soil
They sweated from a different kind of toil
You counted all the lines on their wrinkled faces
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
Are they still sitting, hands on canes
In front of houses, on park benches
Do they live in their graves
Unvisited on a hill?
Are they remembered still?
I walk along Atlantic Ave
Where the grocery stores all have
Open hearted bins of beans and spices
Overflowing bags of grains and rices
With misty eyes I inhale
Lentils stream through my fingers
Like tears the lentils fall
I gather up them all
And paper bag in hand
I wander home
And recall
All words and music by Dave Hall ©
Publisher: Row House Music PRO: ASCAP
