Dead End Zone

I was walking up a blind alley Not seeing the wide open spaces Opened my eyes Caught a surprise This road leads to A million places Down in the subway station I heard somebody play a saxophone Blowing sweet "Reet petite" To the echo of my shoes On the ground At the dead end zone I had a one way ticket To paradise That I cashed in for A tangible thrill When it was over It was all over I was left Holding a sizeable bill Backstage Born in a jazzman's Siutcase Baby with a bandstand jones Birdland The smoke and the band Started off the roll of my stone To the dead end zone There's always good times To remember There's mountains of guilt To forget Basement dreams What do they mean? My vision ain't materialised yet And back down in the subway station I heard somebody play a saxophone Blowing sweet "Reet Petite" To the echo of my shoes On the ground At the dead end zone The dead end zone Words & Music Alan Merrill