Pete Francis - Pa**ing Time lyrics

Cobblestones, Guggenheim, bare trees Reservoir, cracks in a wall, fallen leaves Two little girls making snow angels for Dad to see Cigarette, sailor's coat, it's getting dark Winding paths, stone steps, sound of cars Lights coming on inside and outside Central Park I'm suspended now and when Nothing happens here my friends A bus is late, a rainy day Photos of a friend of mine Pa**ing time Myths of friends, heroic deads, history Magic beads, beginners loves, scraped-up knees Two little boys stealing crab apples from neighbor's trees Shining eyes, auburn hair and a backward glance A snapshot in a penguin suit at a senior dance Hearts getting hardened to the breakup of first romance Nothing's ended gentleman All the trappings, means and ends Hudson Bay, the appointed date of a lover's valentine Pa**ing time Rays of light, rippled gla**, a room to cross Specks of dust drifting now and landing lost Two long time friends reading Walt Whitman and Robert Frost Cup of tea, cotton robe, winter scene Corridors, elevators, reckoning Outside the window Two snow angels are beckoning