El Pajaro Loco

I can be
unemployed in the city.
I can be
unemployed in the city,
but you'll never see me
a minute without playing.

I can walk
without a hint of light.
I can walk
without a hint of light
I'll walk without a light
but never without a blues.

Let the afternoon
melt into threads
and the icy light of a pole
follow you.
Walking crying
after an arrest
and loneliness like a dog behind.

I can be
unemployed in the city.
I can be
unemployed in the city,
but you'll never see me
a minute without playing.