Night Funeral in Harlem
Night funeral / In Harlem:
Night funeral / In Harlem:
Now dreams / Are not available
I been scared and battered. / My hopes the wind done scattered.
When the shoe strings break / On both your shoes
Bring me all of your dreams, / You dreamer,
I've known rivers: / I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, / Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
Tell all my mourners / To mourn in red --