So Many Streets

There are so many streets 

Many streets

Streets with names

Streets with numbers

Squared in blocks

Crossing at right angles

Row after row

Occasionally crossed by another street

At an angle

Creating a tangle


Each covered by pavement

Hard by sidewalks covered by blue stone

Surmounted by stoops and steps

Surrounded by houses of brick and brown stone

With only stray blades of green grass

Striving between cracks


Under the heavily soled feet of those passing

From car to curb

From iron underground train

To wheeled bus

To sidewalk

To stoop

Up stairs




The sun bakes down

The sun sets on hot streets

The moon shines if you look up

Once or twice a month

And it amazes

Then we forget it appeared

We’re looking down at so many streets

So many streets

So many streets

All words and music by Dave Hall ©

Publisher: Row House Music   PRO: ASCAP