Fall of Haight Lyrics

Tired man floats down the sidewalk

Everything still looks the same

Sixty seven past reflected in a window pane, in a window pane

They stole his fifteen dollars

In a dark alleyway

And though he really hollered nobody came, nobody came

Winter of hope

Spring of fate

Summer of love

Fall of Haight

He stole a leather jacket

While they were drinking beer

Now he has taken acid n' all his fears soon disappear

He met her up on Haight street

She is a downtown freak

Buys her a cappuccino

She hardly speaks, she's been there for weeks

Winter of hope

Spring of fate

Summer of love

Fall of Haight

She thinks that he's so awesome

There in his tie dyed shirt

There with her cartoon con man

Down in the dirt, down in the dirt

He hears a fog horn calling

Says it is getting late

Goes down and bums some bus fare

So full of Haight, so full of Haight

Winter of hope

Spring of fate

Summer of love

Fall of Haight