Maybe the People Would Be the Times or Between Clark and Hilldale

What is happening and how have you been
Gotta go but I’ll see you again
And oh, the music is so loud
And then I fade into the
Crowds of people standing everywhere
'Cross the street I’m at this laugh affair
And here they always play my songs
And me, I wonder if it’s
Wrong or right they come here just the same
Telling everyone about their games
And if you think it obsolete
Then you go back across the street
Yeah, street, hey hey
When I leave now don’t you weep for me
I’ll be back, just save a seat for me
But if you just can’t make the room
Look up and see me on the
Moon’s a common scene around my town
Here where everyone is painted brown
And if we feel that’s not the way
Let’s go paint everybody gray
Yeah, gray, yeah