Tour De France

Sir, may I lend a hand?
May I take your cane?
Careful of the curb, here we go!

Put away your cup
Turning down the lane
Listen to the squeak of the bakery cart
Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs
Do you hear the laugh coming from the priest?
He has crinkly eyes!

Looking through the glass focused on the feast in the grocery window!
There is a display that is three melon slices deep
As children walk out the door holding sweet lemon ices!

Sweet lemon ices!
What was that?

An envelope opens
A cat in a hallway
A filament flashes, flickers, and dies
And there goes a hat.

Thrown in the air!
Thrown in the air!

I can feel every stranger in Paris just waiting to collide
How a heart can crow like a moon as we circle each other
Then crashing together!
We end up open wide!

Here where the bus has stopped you can find a kiosk under staples and glue!
Now the barber shop, now the laundromat, now we're at the metro, Adieu!

Wait! Tell me your name!
Goodbye!
Goodbye! Thank you!
I can see everything clearly now
From here!