a night like this
on a night like this
I remember how cold the wind felt as it blew through my t-shirt.
the streetlights lite a path toward a distination I wasnt sure of.
I didnt have any place to go. and It was too cold to think.
a million thoughts frozen
I just followed my feet
at the last of my endurance
I past a familiar street.
Derrick Van Dusen was a great friend to me
I headed for his home.
3 am I dared not to ring but I bodaciously approached his door step with no intentions to knock.
another thought froze as his cat ran past me.
I scared her and she me
and she scurried in to the garage.
The door was open.
And I was to cold to pass
I went in and couldnt see shit but I was comforted by the walls to block the wind
Inside the garage was Ms. Joni’s Dodge caravan.
That door was open too.
I sat in a fell asleep
15 years old, that night was my first in the street.
a night like this makes me think of it.
a night like this makes me see.