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"Mildred Avenue" lyrics
Early morning, air is still
Sky is bloody brown on blue
I look out and watch life spill
Onto Mildred Avenue….
I watch and I wait.
She pulls up an easy chair
Inside her Ryder rental van
Slowly braids her daughter’s hair
It stops the shaking of her hands.
She discovered long ago
Home is where it doesn’t rain
Her eyes are sad, but there’s no pain,
And she watches. And she waits.
Down the street a mime awakes
In his ’84 Hyundai
He pulls out his theater paint
And slowly draws his face
A silent world is not a choice
But words aren’t what he’s looking for
His heart, his eyes, they are his voice
And he watches. And he waits.
She flies down her apartment stairs
Still listening for her phone
She wonders now if he still cares
And why he’s not home.
She walks by the mime again,
he watches her take out her keys
The engine starts, he turns to speak,
But she’s gone.
It’s going to be hot today.
Too darn hot to be saved.
The best that you can do is pray for rain.
All you can do is pray for rain.
Early morning air is still
Sky is bloody brown on blue
I look out and watch life spill
Onto Mildred Avenue….
I watch and I wait.
Hey Messiah
You know, I know I see you every morning
Hey mister could you please
Spare me
A smile.
About my song
Mildred Avenue, Venice Beach, California.