SAN FRANCISC ooo
The night it closes in on me
as I walk the lonely street
alone and cold I go my way
not knowing what ill meet
shadows lurking in the night
as fear walks at my side
the watching night waits for me
as I quicken up my stride
The fog moves in and comforts me
and brings a place to hide .........

Shanna
1959 SAN FRANCISCO NIGHT