Sunlight streams the dark out there
People speak, they don't pass this way
Nobody bothers about yesterday on the empty boulevards
Up to the east side, down to the west
I like the part with the brownfront best
Remember the way 5th Avenue dressed
On the empty boulevard
Beautiful toys in the windows of shops
Look on the faces on all the stopped clocks
Plenty of parking and nowhere to talk
On the empty boulevard
Now I know that we all, we have to cry and cry and cry sometimes
But the faces are gone
There's nowhere to moan
There's nobody left
The streets are forlorn
And [???]
On the empty empty boulevard
Empty empty boulevard
(keyboard(?) solo)
Down to the playground
Up to the street
Everywhere there's silent concrete
So we know the story's complete
On the empty boulevards
Perhaps they've been mugged
And their money was spent
But I don't think that's how the story went
Whoa-oh, oh-oh
On the empty boulevard
Now I know that we all, we have to cry and cry and cry sometimes
But the faces are gone
There's nowhere to moan
There's nobody left
The streets are forlorn
On the empty empty boulevard
Empty empty boulevard
Empty empty boulevard
Empty empty boulevard
Empty empty boulevard...
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