Black ink is all that fills these streets
these streets I've walked the same for years
For years I read and retyped this poem
this poem printed and erased with black ink
Black ink which is all that fills these streets
these streets I've walked the same for years
For years I read and retyped this poem
this poem printed and erased with black ink
Black ink whose plight we've lit astray
astray we'll light your dark away
......
Black ink is all that fills these streets
these streets I've walked the same for years
For years I read and retyped this poem
this poem printed and erased with black ink
Black ink which is all that fills these streets
these streets I've walked the same for years
For years I read and retyped this poem
this poem printed and erased with black ink
Black ink whose plight we've lit astray
astray we'll light your dark away
......