Vacant Mind

Empty street lead to a vacant mind,
alleyways full of fire light my way
and I tell myself I aint ever coming back here again
but as the smoke drifts up from the alley ways
lighting this street of shadows
THe monotone of the click and clack of my boots
on the dirty cobblestone of the street that I cant see
oh street where do you lead, to a vacant mind
or to a better place, who knows
but walk on is what I shall do...