Red House Painters - Priest Alley Song

going past golden gate

elementary everyday

kids down colorful hill

recess and fire drill

she likes the side without the heat

where the sun don't beat


she likes the cooler side

of washington street



hummingbirds, pigeons and doves

hover rooftops above

light shine down into the tides

over hillsides

see where the bridge and mountian meet

at the mouth of the sea


and where the sailboats live a day

and turn away

with the purple evening



losing our loving hold

in the skies flourescent glow

she takes her thoughts and cares

into the moonlit alley stairs

still in my hand i feel the sting

the sound of bells ring

and the memory of the face

never washes away

the current evening