The fixture everyone knows;
Cool Breeze fidgets on the corner of 1st Avenue
And 13th Street. I haven't seen him around since this summer
He's just back from New Orleans
Just in town to gather his things
He's turning 50 years old this week
I never thought of him as 50
Just slightly ageless but tired and worn
Sometimes even tired eyes don't get torn
Talk of time and West Virginia and easier
Ways to just get by. From spare change to
Spared and changed
He's getting things in order to leave Wednesday
He says "I'm glad to see you before I left
Nobody won't ever see Cool Breeze here again..."